foxxcub: (heaven is a place)
aleesha ([personal profile] foxxcub) wrote2009-01-31 09:08 pm

tl;dr

I wonder when my life became such that the highlight of my weekend is going to Starbucks by myself in my pjs and then driving around with Daft Punk cranking through my car stereo. It doesn't sound all that bad, but then I think about the days when I had weekly bowling dates with friends and Taco Tuesdays and Saturday breakfasts and nights out at stupid clubs with really cheap beer. I have none of that now; my friends live too far away or are dealing with job loses/no money and can't make the drive out to see me. I'm not all that close to the people I work with, and while I guess that could technically be my fault in the end, the ones I could see myself hanging out with are either parents with new babies (i.e. no time) or have way too much going on outside of work. I feel like the friends who moved out of state are starting to forget about me in the process of putting down new roots with new friends, friends who are actually close to be able to do little things like go out to dinner on a week day night.

The thing is, there are people on my flist who have it so much worse than I do. I know this. I know I'm employed with a decent job and have a husband with a really good job, and have a new house and car. But I also know that these people still have friends close by who care enough to call and email them, to do things with them on a moment's notice. I haven't actually been out with friends (RL, at least) since probably October. Maybe now's the time I should violate all my standards and get a damn MySpace; at least then I could actually feel like someone cared enough to friend me there.

Please don't take this post as me soliciting hugs or sympathy, I just really wanted to get this off my chest.