Mixing groups of friends always scares me, so I tend to do it as little as possible.

I like to think I am neither being nor having one of those pussy things.

That's always seemed rather ridiculous to me.
No matter how girly you might try to act, you're never going to be able to compete with a real girl.

Dreama?

From my perspective, things went "famously"... though I have no idea if ya'll got into an argument over so-and-so's speech or such-and-such's garb... or if ya'll thought I was a walking pain in the arse... but I had a good time

p.s. the boots fit perfectly.

Yeah, she was really cool. And I thought the night went well, other than our failed search for steak.

No worries.