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 Take 2 weeks off from your job and then come back.  See what happens on that first day.  I think I forgot to get coffee, pee, eat....I just DID at high speed from the minute I walked in.

It was an awesome day.

And now I've created some more work for myself which will actually end up saving me work in the long run....so there's that.

Yesterday, I talked about my female friends, and today, on the way to work, I was thinking about my male friends.  The ones who walk slower with me because they know I'm a poke, the ones who open doors and make sure I have a drink in hand at all times.  The ones who feed me, cook with me, talk with me from the male perspective.  The ones who check in on me, make sure I'm good when the weather is bad or they know I've been feeling blue. 

Not the ones who reach out and ask me if I need to get laid.  Seriously?

I kind of wish I could just erase those men.  I've tried.  I've ignored, blocked, told them I'm not interested and told them to fuck off.....some just don't quit.




Neither do I.  Once I'm done.  I'm done.  Once you have become "unsafe" by showing me exactly how much you value me.......you no longer exist.  Unless you are my ex, or Mr. Tattoo.  For some reason they still get a spot in my mind.  But I'm working on it.   

Why these men behave the way they do is because there are women that it works on.  They throw it out there until it sticks somewhere.  I'm not sure who I'm more pissed off at.  The women or the men.  It makes it so much more difficult for the rest of us.

Can you have male friends that you can trust?  The ones you can fall asleep around?  The ones you can be around even when they are intoxicated?  My experience is yes.  But then, I have hirer standards for my friends (male or female) than I do for any men I've ever dated.  I have "expectations".  Friends have each others back, you don't need protection from them.

It's not just men that betray friendships, I have experienced females I considered friends who turned out not to be.  Strange, but once someone has attempted to assault me I put them into the "not friends" category.  Who would have thought?  Yet, years later I still randomly hear from one who just can't seem to let it go.  

Your life becomes the people you surround yourself with, the support system you become and the one you rely on.  Friends need to be trusted, loved, and LIKED.......otherwise, why?  

So yes, I have male friends, not a lot, just enough.  I love them just as much as my female friends for different reasons.  I mean, most come with power tools...........



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