No, I am not referring to the Simon and Garfunkel concert. I spent the night with some old friends, and it was awesome. I felt so comfortable around them - so me. We planned a) a porno flick about an Israel and American soldier who meet in a bar fight in Tel Aviv b) a porno flick involving a mikvah peephole, based on a friend's experience where a guy actually drilled a peephole into the girl's showers (yes. eugh. also, harrasment anyone?)
At one point, someone said, "Who's the sluttiest person in the room?" and everyone turned to me, and even though they were joking, it did cause me to think about the fact that most of my friends are guys, because I just seem to connect better with men. I wonder why that is. (It's not because I sleep with them - I don't. I'm actually pretty chaste in my lovelife, and pretty personal about whatever lack of chastity occurs - so don't expect to get any gossip from here :) ).
Also, we just had some great lines - most of which now elude me :(
But here is a sample excerpt of our conversation:
L: You need to clean that place of yours before you get a girl.
Me: Or you can just get a girl to clean it for you.
L: Yeah, but then she'll burn you and leave.
Me and E at the same time: But that's ok, because you can then use the now-clean place to get another girl.
L: Who's the mysogynist now?
E: You are so manipulative - women are so manipulative. You're so mean to each other.
L: And men - we're also mean to men.
E: What do you call a woman who hates women?
E: A woman.
Then, we got into a discussion about whether or not the word "dom" was real in Scrabble, at which point I used the phrase "my S&M friends", which I immediately realized made it sound like I was an S&M fiend - which of course will become another thing for them to tease me about. This crowd hasn't forgotten that "Israeli men are so hard" comment I made at 13, so let's see how long this gaffe remains in their memory.
Also, at one point: L: It's not long enough. Me: That's what she said.
So yeah, those are my friends. I love them to peices.
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