Isn't it weird how you hate going to work because you have so much to do at home and then your day off comes around and you just can't think of anything to do? Maybe it's just me. I know I have cleaning and sewing to do but I just can't seem to make myself get around to it. Right now I'm using the boy as an excuse. Can't be makin' noise when he doesn't feel well, right? :) I'm sure he appreciates it but it's a pretty weak excuse to be lazy and play Sims2 all day.

I can't remember the last time I spent the day with someone, just for fun. Nicole's moved up to Carrollton again so she has everyone else to hang out with. Tab has her own friends which means that every time we talk about getting together, something else comes up instead. That's about the extent of the girls I know and could hang out with. Katy is in Denton and doesn't like to drive long distances. Blargh. Do you know, I moped myself to sleep a week or so ago because I realized I don't have anyone that I regularly spend time with. (I'm purposefully leaving the boy out of all this because our relationship is completely different from the kind I'm missing.)

The stereotype is that when someone gets married, they drop their friends. Or seek new ones. Maybe the reverse isn't common but it sure sucks.

I know it's my own fault. I could make more friends if I really worked at it. And if I actually grew up a little and had a car, I could spend more time with the friends I have. At least that's what the little voice in the back of my head says.

Anyway.