Girlfriends Rule, Boys Drool

G and I snuck to the porch for a little bit of girltime – I don’t know what, but I had to leave – I had enough chit chat -I KNOW – HARD TO BELIEVE – J and I came to a good understanding on the phone after our spat yesterday about gender pay – and I don’t know – K called to say he is making a collage and could I give him some magazines – T was sitting by me and said K called because he wants you – and I’m like and your point? T does not know what – he spent too much time in male boarding school – and meanwhile I had a moment where I cared – it passed – H&T came out of MOE’s with gelato – T was playing the fiddle over by the Fairgrinds – it is good – men are unnecessary in my life – except for all the people working on the LaLa and all the men I love.

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