What is it about men that I still don’t get. I love them but I cant love them. I’m everyone’s friend. I care and tend. I sort and I fend. I cant pretend. I refuse to be a pet. For one I am an agony aunt. For another I am a star. For another I am a pain in the arse that sends me to the bar. When will I get the sanity to leave them all alone? Give me a break or put me under a stone. -Charlie