I made friends with a girl who lives in my apartment building. We were both doing laundry and ended up in a conversation about nothing important. It was an instant connection, and we talk almost every day now. Most of the girls that I met in strange circumstances have become good friends. There is Willow, whom I met on the Amtrak from NYC to DC six years ago during a blizzard; Alice, whom I met on the subway in 1999; and Ginger from jury duty in 2000. We all met through unconventional means but are still as thick as thieves.

My new apartment friend (whom I will call Court) is very cool, calm and collected. She's kind without being overly kind, somewhat cautious and a little older then I am. She read one of my movie scripts and enjoyed it immensely. Anyone who likes my work is automatically a good friend of mine. A few nights ago, she invited me to a party at a female friend’s house. At first, I’m skeptical. I have already met Court and she is cool and now I've got to meet her friends? Isn’t there a statute of limitations on how many female friends you can have? I get along with Court, but if I don’t get along with her friends, are our friendship days numbered?

Here’s the thing: girls don't generally get along with other girls. It's just the way it is. Most girls I know are catty and bitchy. It's all about what you can do for them. They are insecure and jealous and make no qualms about letting you know it. How many guys do you really see fighting over a girl? Not many, because they have this whole "bros before hos" mentality. I can tell right away how a girl feels about me by her body language and her eyes. Most girls that see another girl approach her roll their eyes and shift their body weight from one side to the other. The other girl might not even notice she is doing this, but I notice it. I notice it every time I walk into a room of girls. Women dress for other women, women look good for other women just to show how attractive or fashionable they are. Once I was at a dinner with a girlfriend and she stopped eating when Lindsay Lohan walked into the place. My friend pushes her plate away and says, "I'm fat. I shouldn't be eating anyway." Not because of a man, but because of a woman. This has to stop. All that read this article, please help with the relief efforts! Stop girl-on-girl crimes.

Anyway, I decide to go to the girl party…which I soon discover is an ALL girl party. There is not a single man here, just wives, teenage girls and grandmothers making wish boards. There are pieces of magazines thrown about like confetti, champagne flutes and bottles, cakes and pastries. At first, I was uncomfortable: only women, no men? My hands got sweaty. But a few glasses of champagne eased the tension. I made my own wish board that was a collage of cheesecake pin up models, books and angels. Across the board I glued on letters like a ransom note that read, "Don't dream it, be it."

Afterward we went to Busby's on Wilshire and La Brea. This club is enormous - room after room and a huge dance floor. In the bathroom, there are three girls putting on makeup. I told one girl I liked her top and she smiled and told me my boots were to die for. I started to feel good being around women. I felt I could talk to any girl without reservations or insecurity, and it felt awesome. I stepped out onto the dance floor. It was just us girls, with no men in sight. I can definitely get used to the girls’ night out.

So am I wrong ladies? Do you think I'm harsh at the assumption that girls don't like other girls? Please comment and let me know how you feel. Are guys the same way as we are but we are more apparent in our actions? Please advise.