I started muttering about stupid chauvinistic male creatures as I dialed Lizzie who thankfully picked up after three rings.
"Hey girl, what's up?" she asked.
"I need you to come over and bring ice cream," I curtly said and hung up before I got her answer. In this case, I didn't need one, it was a ritual of ours whenever we had a really bad day or we'd broken up with our boyfriends, to have a girl's night. With that done I stormed into my bedroom and grabbed out my sleepwear, I took a quick shower muttering the entire time about stupid men who thought they owned the world.
Still steaming after the shower both physically and emotionally, I stormed into the living room and found the perfect man-bashing music to put me in the mood as I proceeded to pick out a few movies to go along with t
