I just want to thank everyone for the kind comments regarding my post from a couple days ago, I'm Hiring!.
I say this a lot, because it is true, but I am incredibly blessed to have so many wonderful and close friends in the blogging community. In the past two and a half years, I have gained some important people in my life (you know who you are) who have helped me get through the good times and the bad (mostly bad).
Creating a blog was the best decision I have ever made in my life, for that reason.
I think that is why it absolutely stuns me that bloggers like Chrissy exist in the blogosphere.
Here is a little online world, so full of love and acceptance and support, yet so many bloggers do not take advantage of it. They do not try to get to know other bloggers. What a shame! What a waste!
Well, it is their loss.
I often marvel at how easy it has been to make such close friends through blogging, when I can barely meet someone halfway decent in my own city.
I actually wasn't joking about wanting to "hire" a friend.
I'm not happy here in the real world.
In the past five years since graduating college, I've noticed my circle of friends dwindle down to nothing. Most of my friends moved across the nation or out of the country.
Others revealed their true backstabbing colors.
And now I'm left with a handful of people who don't seem to have much in common with me anymore.
Making friends after college is an incredibly frustrating experience.
There are the late 20-somethings who never want to grow up. They still live in frat-like houses and hold wild parties and only look forward to getting shit-faced drunk or high, because they have nothing else meaningful in their lives.
There are the boring career-climbers who are obsessed with their jobs and might be able to meet up for drinks with you at yuppie bar after work, but end up canceling because they just have SO MUCH WORK.
There are the young mothers, who don't really want to spend time with you because they can no longer relate to someone who hasn't spawned a child. So they cluck with their fellow mother hens about play dates and potty training and breast-feeding.
It just seems like I can't meet someone who is even remotely like me. Even though I know they exist. You are proof.
I just want to meet a friend in this town who enjoys curling up with a Jane Austen novel and a glass of wine on a rainy night. I want to meet a friend who loves history and learning about different cultures. I want to meet a friend who doesn't mind getting getting a little wild after a few drinks. I want to meet a friend who is fabulous.