Making Friends

The weekend approaches and I seriously wish I had something to do. I might buy a couch but that is about the extent of the awesome weekend I have planned(maybe some crocheting . . .hmm). I should really go make friends but how does a 23 year old girl go make friends. Should I knock door to door and introduce myself to my incredibly loud and young neighbors? I have to be honest that doesn't sound good at all. This is what I get for befriending military boys and lacrosse girls who are younger then me. There is noone I can hang out with because the military boys get spread all throughout the world (I would say they have it worse but they are surrounded by company) and the lax girls are still in school or go back to Northern Va.

If I went to a bar to make friends the only "friends" I would find is guys trying to pick me up (or girls it has happened before but I threw out those shorts). I joined the gym but making friends there is just asking to weird someone out. What do you say "ya these machines make you really sweaty", "I like that butterfly tattoo", "what exercises did you do to get a body like that?", "you really shouldn't wear those shorts your cellulite shows". If I wasn't so horribly timid and awkward maybe I could make a friend at the gym but that's just not me.

Maybe this weekend I should go find a church. There has to be a Catholic church somewhere here with a choir. Nothing like singing to bring people together. But to be honest you never know what you are going to get in an adult choir. People are either incredibly weird or old. I mean look at me I'm ridiculously weird.

Possibly the most pathetic part of my situation is that I do know people here that were friends with my brother. But two are married (one with a bun in the oven) and the other one while I enjoy his company I was never really that close with him. The problem is that I haven't spoken with them in at least a year. The last time I did I was working with Northwestern Mutual (the bain of my existance) and now they think Im going to call and sell them something. Stupid Northwestern. If they had actually had talked to me and had lunch with me they would have realized not only am I the worst saleman EVER, I just would have bought them lunch because I was trying to pretend I was working. I barely called anyone because most people were mean or hung up on me. O what a terrible terrible job. But now I feel incredibly silly.

Maybe I should call the cousin and see what he is up to. That's always fun and his friends were nice (he works in a lawfirm with other paralegals his age who aren't married) Must be nice.

I just wish I was like 5 again where just being in the same age group was grounds enough to hang out. "I like your shovel can I use it?" I could make friends nomatter where I went and we would laugh and play all day. At least I can count on when I have kids ill make friends again with other parents. Although from the way its looking I will still be young since Im already thinking marraige thoughts and baby thoughts (incredibly scary for someone who wants to go back to being 5). Most girls these days don't get these thoughts til they are 30. Yet here I am thinking. O well, back to work.