boys, boys, boys

Half of 'the boys' ... And no, the bf isn't in that shot ;P

I am exhausted again. And sick. And so damn busy at the moment. Anyway, there go my excuses. Back to posting ... It's been an odd mix of a week. Was honorary g-friend on a great Boys' Night Out (the best night out in a long while it must be added). It was so good not to talk relationships/dieting/frocks and just goof around and eat (and man, do I like it when I'm the comparatively 'dainty' eater - a RARE treat). Slightly disappointing to find out that *extreme sports* and *strip clubs* do not feature in the average Boys' Night Out though ...

On a not so 'boys, boys, boys' note: I did some student recruitment work on Wednesday evening and met some less delightful 'boys'. One of whom told my colleague that my university's acronym stands for the School of Oral and Anal Sex. He then stood over me for 10 minutes and, looking down my top the entire time, attempted to explain why 'all African men' find me attractive. Ew.