Manfriend is hilarious.
I know you’ve never met him and you have know idea what he looks like (he is hidden in the background of one picture on this blog if you feel like going on a Manfriend hunt), but he is hilarious.
The other day I shared with him a post from Run With Kate (one of my favourite bloggers) that Mr. The Rake (her Manfriend equivalent) wrote all by himself. It’s hilarious and explains why all us runners will die alone. You can read it here.
He laughed for like an hour. And declared he and Mr. The Rake were best friends.
We then had the following conversation.
Me: “You should write a post for the blog.”
Manfriend: “About what”
Me: “About anything you want”
Manfriend: “Amalia, if I write a post about anything I want its not going to be a post on nutrition, or health, or running, or fitness, or travel.”
Me: “That’s okay”
Manfriend: “Seriously though, its going to be a post about Pokemon — you’ll lose a lot of readers.”
He also read my blog for the first time the other day:
Me: “What did you think?”
Manfriend: “It’s words.”
Me: “It’s words?”
Manfriend: “It’s words”
Manfriend: “It’s words I still don’t get [manfriend doesn’t understand the purpose of social media]
Manfriend: “I love you?”
We also went out for Manfriend’s Christmas work party last night, and it was awesome! I wore a dress that had previously been to small for me, and is now too big. So that’s MY Picto-vation for the day. This dress was too small in January and too big in December. WIN!