Does This Make Me One of the Guys?

Beer + Pizza + Cursing + Belching + Playing Video Games = Male Fun

Tonight I spent three hours of my life trying to learn how to operate a XBox joystick thingy, while two of my male friends had their eyes fixated on the screen, and their hands moving furiously on their own joysticks. (Okay, so I don't mean that how it sounds.) I think men are born with a gene that allows them to intuitively make an electronic control an extension of their own bodies. Call me crazy, but I cannot possibly control a CGI's movement and direction while trying to navigate mazes, pick up flags, drive cars, throw grenades, shoot guns, and not kill your own people all at the same time. There I was thinking I had good hand-eye coordination all my life.

It was fun though. Breaking the Friday-night routine, or any routine for that matter, is quite refreshing. You remember that other people do exist, and that you can possibly hang out with people outside of the regular clip. It was very fun and diverting, to say the least. Especially when the visit was mingled with the ramblings (and expletives, both Jamaican, Trinidadian and Standard) of their hilariously cute and funny drunken roommate.

I have to say that the 'gamer' is not really my type, per se, but they are cool people (for the most part). So although I may not marry one, I'd hang out with one any day.

Now that I'm one of the guys...how's about letting me in on some of the guy talk?