Barbed wire
February 18, 2008 | 7:37 pm | Blog | 4
The idea that a married woman and a single man can not be just friends is fucking sexist patriarchal bullshit tripe. This is the Twenty First Century in the Land of The Free, and shame on all you who think otherwise and perpetuate jealousy and divisions between the sexes.
Clearly I need some buddies of the estrogenal variety, but my experiences as an expat wife have soured me greatly. What to do, what to do? How does one find girlfriends to share my high-falutin’ nerdy interests but who also aren’t outright catty bitches?*
Por ejemplo, I would like to meet someone who will go see “Persepolis” and hold an intelligent (and hilarious) conversation with me afterwards, but who can also compare the merits of various vintage Pyrex patterns. I personally own pieces in Butterfly Gold (1 and 2) but I have an insatiable lust for Moon Deco and Barbed Wire.
*ETA: Actually, blatant catty bitchitude is preferable. It’s concealed catty bitchiness that I find troublesome.
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Do what I do: I steal my guy friends’ girlfriends. I trust the majority of my guy friends’ taste in women; if they like a girl, I probably will, too. There have been exceptions, though.
I’ve never had many girl friends either, but am slowly coming around…
I actually thought of you when I wrote this — I wish I would have thought of this when we met at the dog park but you caught me off guard. What I mean to say is we (and our dogs) should hang out sometime.
My guy friends have poor taste in women. See recent entries.
i wish we lived closer. i saw persepolis alone.
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