The Balance

I have obviously never been the girl with the boyfriend her ditches her best friends for him because, well, I've never been the girl with the boyfriend. When one of my very best friend Carolyn was bitching about her friends doing that, I said to her, "If I ever do that to you, will you tell me?"

She looked at me, a little bit startled, a little bit sad, and said "It's not that easy. You can't just tell them that."

So she's been gone for six weeks and just got back a little over two weeks ago, and while she was gone I created this whole little life for myself, with new friends and sports and activities, and it's been hard trying to add her back in--not because I don't want to, but because I already have these established routines. And The Founder hasn't made it any easier, always wanting to hang out.

So Carolyn is moving in with me--not as a way to spend time together, as a solution to the problem of her having nowhere to live and me needing more money. But it will help, when we live together, because it will be default hanging out time. Maybe it will even encourage me to hang out at home! :-)

I was talking to my mom about that yesterday, about how I feel like I am so busy and everyone else I know has all this free time to read, go to Starbucks, and google stalk random hookups. She said it is because I do too much--but I like what I am doing! And I want to do more! But she is right, one of my main focuses when I came here was making friends, and then when my best friend died, it doubled that desire. It made me think that I want as many people around me as possible, whereas before I was happy with a few close friends and myself and my writing.

So the point of this is that life is hard to balance. It's hard to balance time with friends and time with yourself, much less adding in a boyfriend... which might be why I've never been interested in sacrificing time with friends or myself for a boyfriend. The Founder might be worth it though. And even if he doesn't end up being that serious, it is good for me to learn to balance everything.

I just hope that Carolyn isn't thinking that I'm the girl who ditches her best friends for a boy that's not even a boyfriend. I won't ever be that girl, friends are too important.

I Make Friends Easily

Last night I played my first volleyball game with my new team, a group of randoms who don't know each other. We all seem very nice and fun, so I'm excited about that. When I first walked up, toting my dog, keys, water bottle and volleyball in full hands, I caught sight of this guy, we smiled at each other, I kept walking to find my team.

Turns out, we're playing his team. We take it to three games but we end up losing, and I play pretty well, though not the best showing I've had. After the game, I'm inviting my team to come to the party I'm throwing tomorrow and calling out to them as I walk to my car, and the guy from earlier is like, you didn't invite me. I turn to him, surprised, because he looks like a shy fella, and say I don't even know his name. We meet, and I invite him to my party. I remember his email address and send him the evite later that night.

This afternoon, he rsvped yes on the evite. Hahaha. Adventures could strike tomorrow, big time.

Last night, I went out with my two best girl friends from high school, and we got DRUNK. I felt so tired all day today as a result, but that isn't the point. The point is that I called up JJ, who you might remember from before and at the beginning of dating R.--he's the L.A. kid. Turns out, I'm going to L.A. at the beginning of August, so I wanted to know if he'd be there and wanted to see him. AKA I was drunk and horny. Ooops. He called me back today and I was remarkably less excited. I mean, I adore JJ with all of the love of friends, but I don't have any desire to start something up with someone who doesn't live here.

You might be wondering, weren't you supposed to have a Monday date with Adamman? Yes, yes I was, but I canceled on him. It's par for our course, and he said he wasn't feeling good anyway. Hopefully we'll get to do it sometime soon, but knowing us, it might never happen.

So the host of Saturday's party, we'll call him GoofyD, is still emailing me... I really can't decide how I feel about it, which generally means I shouldn't do anything about it.

I'm going to the gym tonight... it's THE HOTGUYATMYGYM night! YES!! Maybe we can speak more than a few words and he will come to my party too!... or perhaps this is one of those times I should hold myself back.

Friending My Mom on Myspace

I adore my mom, and I'm not just saying that in light of Mother's Day being yesterday. She is fun and funny and I love her. Yesterday, we were driving back from Houston and my phone was dead, so she lent me hers. I proceeded to call R., the 26-year old mentioned in my previous post. He didn't answer, and apparently called back later and got my mom's voicemail, introducing herself as C. When I called him back, he asked, "Hi, is this C.?" which was pretty funny.

R. owns a shirt that says "Your mom is in my Top 8" referring to myspace. So naturally the running mom joke lent itself to him friending my mom on myspace, only she wasn't on myspace.

Well, today my brother decided to create her an account, and she friended me. I thought it was hilarious and promptly emailed R. to tell him about it.

He friended her.

She put him in her Top 4.

And then she wrote on my wall.

... I adore these people. I was opposed to myspace before I got on it and only grudgingly use it now, but it has brought me such joy and mirth today that I can do nothing but love it for the rest of my life.

R. is friends with my mom on myspace...