Time on my hands ...

So I'm hanging out with myself tonight,  I've done this a lot but tonight I feel bored. If someone asked me to do something I wouldn't go...WTF???  I wish everyone I knew and loved would just come hang out with me every night. Maybe not every night, but maybe we could have a calendar...you know, a schedule. But it wouldn't be a set in stone schedule...just if we both feel like it schedule. I love hanging out with friends, but making the effort seems, well, like effort. Does that make me a bad friend or does it make me a lazy friend? I vote for Lazy Friend. A lazy Friend is still a GOOD friend, just lazy. The thing is, once I get out I always have a great time bc I have awesome friends. Am I the only one that thinks like this? What is it about the excitement of having a plan but then not wanting to go and then wishing you had... I think this is somehow the same kind of cruel joke as women having periods, babies, menopause, stretch marks and men having...um, well nothing!!! The only thing we had on men was that they couldn't get an erection...but thanks Viagra!!!  I'm not  even sure if that last thing made sense to anyone but me. It totally made sense when I was talking to myself about it...not out loud of course. 

HA, I just started thinking...I started a new job this past week (which, btw, I love) and have some FB friends from my new job. If they read this I'm not sure they'll get it bc they don't know me very well....SO.... attention new FB friends....I write Blogs after a couple glasses of wine...so please don't take this too seriously.  And obviously I don't drink  a lot because there aren't many entries.  (Old FB friends, that will be our little secret.)  ;)

This is at the bottom of the list of favorite blogs so I will add a little something special...

My buddy!