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I am working like a bastard at the moment ( there you go honey). nd frankly I’m not liking it at at all.

Everytime I seem to be flat chat people seem to heap even more work on me. And just to remind you I’m a receptionist, so all that work that you pass on to some admin-y type pleb? Yeah that comes to me. Needless to say, atm I hate Word and Excel with an all consuming passion normally saved for the skanky whores I seem to be surround by.

Anyway, had an interesting conversation with an unnamed male about the affliction that will reduce any man to a quivering sack of girlie sobs, Brewers Droop. The name seems apt, the more you drink the more it just ain’t going to happen, no matter how much you want it to. My question though is if you know you’re going out to pick up or have your eye on a certain hot/cool/gorgeous girl, why do the excessive drinking? Just curious really, I really don’t think any of the boys will respond but I thought I’d put it out there.

What I will say at the moment though is that I love boys. Not one in particular, just generally.

I love

: how they smell ( I will marry or snog any boy wearing Eternity for Men)

: I love how you’re naturally and instinctively protective of girls ( walking by the side of the road, they’ll naturally gravitate to stand between the cars and you)

: I love stubble, not stubble rash mind you, just that scruffy grr look they get going
sometimes.

: I love how guys are all bravado and macho around the boys but as soft as a new born when they’re alone with us.

: I love they’re sense of humours, generally crude, disgusting but so much funnier than girls.

: I love seeing a boy cooking in my kitchen or washing up.

: I love skinny boys and how they’re jeans and trousers hang off their arse, grrr.

: I love big solid guys who I always seem to feel safe around.

: I love seeing labourers at the end of the day when they’re all scruffy and dirty.

: I love how certain guys don’t put up with my sass.

: I love how I will never, ever keep up drink for drink with my IT guys from work, ever.

: I love the feeling of snuggling up against a boys back and falling asleep there.

: I love the honesty that generally comes from guys.

: I love them for being so different to us girls.

Whoa who knew I loved you buggers that much.

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