It's all good. That's how it's supposed to be!
Once upon a time, most of my friends were men. It's just what worked for me.
I wasn't a very good dater & I always seemed to get along better with men than women. The only problem with having mostly male friends is that their girlfriends don't buy that you're just friends & get all jealous and icky.
Dan-O is one of the very few people on the planet who has actually earned the right to point his finger and laugh at me. He's been around entirely too long & truly knows me "when". No problem there, because I know him "when" as well! We know each other's families & secrets - the idiots we've dated, the roommates - the dirt. Admittedly, Dan-O probably has more dirt on me than I have on him - but that's just because he had the audacity to be the responsible one! Hmmpf!
In all honesty, in my 20's it was very important to know that there really is no such thing as the "designated drunk driver," which is the title my former roommate bestowed upon herself. So thanks for keeping me alive, Dan-O.
Dan-O was always so kind & generous. I hated him being taken advantage of.