3 Things

First:
I started at the new job two days ago. The job feels extremely comfortable, when I was waiting in the lobby for my new hire orientation I ran into a woman I used to work with back when I first started with Countrywide just out of college. To top that off, as I was walking into the conference room I ran into 3 people I knew. My new company feels just like my old one, except with better pay and much better opportunities.

Second:
Thanksgiving is making me fat. We have causal day at work until the office is moved from Calabasas to Moorpark. I wore a collared shirt that would otherwise would have fit well, if I wore it 2 weeks ago. It was way too tight, it made me feel bloated. In the intervening weeks, I really need to watch what I eat. Salad and really, really lean proteins are on the menu.

Third:
Women. I tend to think that women have the same desires and dreams as men, but only in a feminine way. It's easy to put myself into the mindset of a woman to understand the position she will take on a certain issue. There is only one thing that completely escapes my grasp. Women and their relationship with their breasts.
I've spent some time with women as they go to Victoria's Secret to shop for bras, no big deal. I can do this as both the 'friend' and the 'boy friend.' Most of these trips are memorable not because I get to help women try on bras but because they constantly chat about cup size, band width and the like right after they get done shopping. I mean, do men talk about the underwear they just bought? No, they don't because no one gives a shit. I like breasts (what straight man doesn't?) but I don't understand why women constantly need to chat about this trip to Victoria's Secret and what the attendant said that was either right or wrong about your cup size. I just don't get it. But, maybe that's why I'm just a man.