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Sunday, June 8, 2008

Friends? Who Needs Them Anyways?

Sometimes it seems no matter what you do, how you do it, the universe is against you. That is how my life has been going that last couple of weeks. Every friend, both male and female I have managed to alienate, tick off and they are no longer talking to me. I have come to an interesting conclusion however, I am totally fine with this! I have decided that this is a prime opportunity to start a new chapter in my life. Go out and make new friends, find my Mr. Big! I am so excited I cannot wait to start. My only problem is how the hell do I go about it?

Welcome to my world, I have often told my friends that people wouldn’t buy my story even if I passed it off at fiction. I hit the big 30 last year, I am divorced with two kids. Not exactly the dream life here. I hate my job. No boyfriend, this one believe it or not is mostly by choice. My marriage was just so wonderful, I couldn’t wait to fill that void again in my life. Umm…NOT!

The closet thing to a relationship I have had since the big split is a FB that I started running around with at the end of my marriage. I know going straight to hell, got the ticket all ready going first class baby! Anyways that has been going on for the last ten years now. My girlfriends (well the ones I use to consider my girlfriends) tell me I am crazy for keeping something that is going to lead nowhere going on for so long.

Me? I just see it as a semi close friendship with someone who doesn’t judge me, someone I don’t have to pretend with. I can just talk to him, hang out, leave and then if I don’t feel like dealing with him for the next six months, he is fine with that. When we pick up it’s like no time has passed at all. What more could a girl ask for? Yea, yea I know there are people just shaking their heads at my lack of morals, suck it up. It is what it is.

So here I am on the horizon of a new social life and I feel like my tires are stuck in the mud. Barney better start peddling faster, cuz we aren’t going anywhere fast. I was sitting here pondering how does one go about making new friends. I mean in school you kind of just feel into a group of people that were as odd or as cool as you were. Then you talked about boys, griped about teachers and compared how bad your parents treated you. Now that we are “adults” how do you make those new contacts.

I have found that most women I know while they like to talk about their men. They really don’t want to hear about yours and you can almost see their eyes glazing over if you talk for to long. That is the married ones or the ones in relationships are not interested at all in a single persons horror stories about dating. Besides who really wants to bare their soul to a virtual stranger. That is supposed to be the things you share with a best friend.

Don’t even get me started.

Parents at this point in life while they drive you nuts is usually something that I at least try to ignore. Otherwise I would already be in a nut ward somewhere with a nice white jacket. They don’t even give you shoes there. I would really go insane. Life without shoes impossible! That would amount to cruel and unusual punishment to me.

This is making my head hurt. Think I am going to take my rum and coke and go sit on the deck, maybe something will come to me. Either that or I will pass out.

That will work too!

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