Testosterone is a dangerous thing….my elbow hurts because I had to pin down one of my guy friends because he and his brother were about to fight in my living room. He took a swing and I wrestled him down to the ground. No wonder I am a female dominant…men are neanderthals. They are senselessly brutes.

I hate it when guys act like jelous pouting stomping little brats. I am sometimes amazed that I am not an all out lesbian, but I can’t say that my personal relations with women weren’t just as insane in their own right.

I think I am just going to wander off tonight with “napoleon” and go to trivia. I mean, I had the brother of the friend hitting on me, and then he was insulted because I told him that I wasn’t interested enough in him to accept the drama he would cause. And as for the guy friend of mine…I spent his birthday Thursday kissing him for fun at the club…now every one is calling me his girlfriend, and that is just too much for me. His brother asked me who I was to him and I said ” his friend that likes kissing him.”. This is all too much for one night of harmless kissing.

Now I am getting calls asking if the brother ever went home. This is all more headache than I need or want.

Lara left this morning, and I felt bad that she had to try to sleep through these grunting ape fights.

I think I am going to try for a little more napping before trivia.
It just couldn’t be decadence with out insane guys acting crazy and either sexually or violently out of control.