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[smileswhf]

Last night we had a dinner party for J's new boss. The new boss is a colleague who has moved from the Univ of Florida to Caltech. The food was pretty good and I guess it went well. These things always probe deep into the part of me that has social anxiety. And they make me home sick. In this case we talked a bit about moving to so.cal. and some of the amenities around town. I miss it. I really miss it. I'm not blind to the things that suck about living there -- noise, cost, traffic. But here, I am so weird that I just don't make friends. I'm a democrat (old fashioned moderate if you're curious), a hippie, a woman with a career that isn't in HR, teaching, or fitness, a feminist. All these things pretty much doom me to being on the outside in an area in which the first question I get asked these days is "are you staying home [with your daughter]?" No, no, I really do have a day job and I really perfer it that way. I miss my peeps more than I can say. I'm not someone who makes friends (real friends) very easily to begin with. Not being around those that I do have just grinds me down.

Comments

Shock!

[janene.livejournal.com]

I'm amazed that you say that because you always struck me as a bright, funny, and intelligent person. If we lived on the same street I'd stalk you into being my friend ;)

Re: Shock!

[smileswhf.livejournal.com]

It turns out, all of my closest and long lasting friends are people who hunted me down. The stalking technique really works with me.

[chuckvideo.livejournal.com]

My wife's the same way, she finds it hard to make friends here in So Calif due to her social anxiety. One good thing about living here in So Cal is that since it's composed of so many communities separated by roads and freeways, it's always easy to find a place to be alone if you choose to be.