Is it a sign that I have at long last learned to think a bit like a man if I'm now doing 'madonna/whore' classifications of the men I am interested in? You know, the ones I'd bring to dinner at Nancy's and the ones I'd drag into a dark alley?
I don't, to be clear, consider this progress.
But speaking of progress, had a good week at work as far as accomplishments. Perhaps less good in terms of vibes, energy and relationships. But overall, a good, overworking, low cost week.
I have opinions on things and I like to talk about them.
2 comments:
Who's Nancy, and why would a feller rather have dinner at her place than get dragged off into an alley?
Nancy is my sister... closest equivalent to 'take home to meet Mom'.
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