validation
I don't hate men. I love men. LOVE THEM. Many of my nearest and dearest of are the male persuasion. THAT BEING SAID....
Sometimes, when I'm in a crap mood like I've been in for the past few days and sort of gloomy about the fact that men don't ever seem to be attracted to me and prefer to think of me as some sort of asexual muppet friend that they can talk sports and women with, well.... I find that I get a certain pleasure out of thinking bad things about males. Nothing permanent, just taking a slight vacation from my usual stance as a lover of all things men.
Imagine my delight (my evil, wrong, prejudiced delight) in finding that Jezebel has a regular feature called, "Crap email from a dude." You know, I gots problems, but at least I've never encountered this level of ass-hole-ish behavior. Read. Enjoy. Ponder your good fortune.
