I love my Boys...

I don't have very many chick friends, and the ones I do have, are gay. I've always wanted a good straight chick friend, but I haven't ever clicked well with straight chicks... well, except my favorite Co-worker, who is leaving in a few days. She's amazing, and if she was single and a few years younger, we'd totally be BFF's.

Anyway, so last night, I went and hung out with my boys: Cali, Youngun, and Skinny. Skinny is... well... skinny, and shorter. Its funny, because when I first met Skinny, I hated him with a severe passion. He's a bit inappropriate, but as soon as you assert your boundaries, he lets off. Youngun, he's a hilarious boy. He's the youngest of our troop, and he's adorable. Too thin for my taste, however. Then Cali... well he looks like a Cali boy. Plaid shorts, bright shirts, and a flat-billed hat pulled to the side with a scene-style haircut. He's a cute guy, but not my type. I tend to like guys with a little "meat" on their bones, otherwise they look weird against me. Both Skinny and Youngun like to express a liking for me, and just recently, so has Cali. I don't mind, its all just fun and games.

I love my boys because of their shenanigans. They are crazy little BOYS. They find random objects and bash them in with rocks, and play pranks on each other constantly. Like last night, after forgetting to get a fork from the drive through, Youngun ran inside, and we drove off. We drove around the parking lot, watching him trying to catch up to us. We eventually let him back in.

Then, of course, there's the things that most people don't appreciate... like mid night honk-and-runs, where Cali (driving) honks the horn at midnight then drives away like a mad-man. I know most older people would read this and go "Oh my goodness, I hate it when people do that!" But, wild and crazy boys will be wild and crazy boys.

Mid-shenanigans, we landed at the grocery store where Cali works, and while hanging there with another friend, Chopsticks, Skinny's best friend ends up showing up with his cousin. I first met Skinny's best friend at Skinny's graduation party a few months ago. We flirted back and forth, and exchanged numbers. I didn't hear from him. I brought it up in a conversation jokingly with Skinny, and he explained that his best friend is very shy when it comes to women.

Anyway, last night I saw him, and I was excited to say the least. I love seeing the people I'm attracted to, because they're few and far between. He wanted to hug me and he put his arm around me for a while. Before leaving, I told him "You better call me this time!"

I always thought I'd be attracted to confidence, but the majority of men that I've met that had the confidence to ask me out ended up being complete assholes. Truthfully, I'm tired of assholes. If I'm actually going to settle down for a little bit, I want to settle with someone that treats me with dignity and respect. (Most definitely not someone who FORCES me to kiss him.) So, I don't see a problem with giving a little extra push to get him to feel confident enough to ask me out. And you know, I don't have a problem asking guys out, though it's against the "rules" (whatever).

The guy from the night previous had texted and called a few times, but I didn't respond. I really don't want to. He's most definitely not my type. What a potential rapist...