Giggling Like a Girl

9am likes to think of himself as a fairly macho guy, with old-school values. 9am works out a lot, and he drinks some sort of special protein drink afterwards. It makes him feel good to lift heavy things, throw out the garbage, all that stuff. He is uncomfortable with gay people, and I guess San Francisco has seeped into my pores when I wasn't paying attention because I've forgotten how to understand people with 9am's point of view. Once, 9am actually added this qualifier after sharing that his friend was coming over, "Ken and I aren't gay or anything; he's just my only friend."

(For the record, Ken is not 9am's only friend. 9am's cell phone rings about three or four times each night, but it seems Ken is the only friend 9am is comfortable inviting over here.)

9am always seems embarrassed when he has to admit to me that he knows anything the slightest bit girly. You know, like what accessories are.

Anyway. The only "girly" thing I notice about 9am is his laugh. It is high-pitched and most definitely girly. And he doesn't seem to know. In fact right now he is watching old South Park episodes and rolling around on the floor squealing.