tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post3290773823806992748..comments2023-10-24T02:34:37.077-07:00Comments on Because I must blog: We don't do catty hereStaceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01504441297464745715noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-12822636431969069862009-11-30T15:27:23.403-08:002009-11-30T15:27:23.403-08:00I also didn't like girls growing up and have a...I also didn't like girls growing up and have a hard time keeping girlfriends now. I'm just the type that likes all my friendships on my terms, which is like most women (?), so we clash ;)Naarski (the Mrs.)https://www.blogger.com/profile/07569070019450244853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-75925453685880082582009-11-23T15:56:40.976-08:002009-11-23T15:56:40.976-08:00I wish you had said that to her. That WAS a bitch...I wish you had said that to her. That WAS a bitchy thing to say/do.Clairehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14956997477396182396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108424773793973906.post-91003964991021860802009-11-23T15:33:38.948-08:002009-11-23T15:33:38.948-08:00I was very much like your step-daughter when I was...I was very much like your step-daughter when I was a teen. I chalk it up to having three younger brothers...you grow up in a house full of boys, you just relate better. <br />And I am with you on the catty women thing...oh.my.lawd. The last job I had I worked in an two offices full of women and every.one! was a bee-otch. I can't believe I stayed as long as I did...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08472225571357745676noreply@blogger.com