I was sitting at meal hall lunch with a girl friend and a boy acquaintance of mine and we were talking about his girl troubles.

Once we got the braod strokes of the story, he was bringing up all these little things that he felt were signals from this girl that she really liked him. Like some thing she’d said, or what her MSN name was and how it related to a conversation they’d had.

And I realized something: Boys are just like girls.

This doesn’t help me at all.

I guess the trouble is figuring out what kind of girl the boy is just like.