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The problem is, I had gotten used to having very few friends.
I had Geoff, and the extensions of Geoff (ie: his floormates, and my future housemates), I had Andrew, who I rarely saw, I had Chelsea and her floormates, and I had my floormates, who only waved or smiled at me from time to time. None of these friends lived far away, they all got along, and none of them required a minimum amount of time to maintain. I would see Geoff and Chel during classes, Andrew once or twice a month for coffees, and all the rest would just float in and out by coincidences. It worked nicely. I always hd someone to hang out with if I wanted to, but I didn't have to work very hard at keeping any sort of balance between them all.
Now, however, I have too many people to see. Sunday, Jessa came over to protect me from the little girls who were sleeping over for Meaghan's birthday, and we watched the last X-Files, the hockey game, and an Indiana Jones movie. We stayed up late talking, which was very nice. Late Monday night after cleaning up from the party, I drove up to Yonge and York Mills to have coffee with a bunch of TFSers, which left me happy, but drained for the next day of work. Tuesday, I met Carrot, Chelsea and Chel's former cublicle-mate at the law firm, Natalie, for lunch. Which was nice as well. Wednesday, I skipped work with my mum to go to St. Jacobs on a bonding / fabric shopping trip. Yesterday, I went to meet Tad and Ni for dinner on relatively short notice. We had fancy pizza and ice cream, and I got home at 10:45. All this socializing is really exhausting me, and I haven't even seen everybody yet.
On my list of people I still need to see: Claire (I really, really need to see her, hopefully Monday), Cat (possibly Monday as well), my housemates (as I missed the first dinner with them, but there may be a birthday get together later this month), Caitlin (in a more one-on-one setting). Honestly, I think we should just orchestrate a huge picnic, spend the whole day on Centre Island and get this whole socializing thing over with so I can get some sleep.
Anyway, today is my last day (I think) at the office, and somehow I managed to write the wrong date on which I would be ready to work on my application forms at Chapters. So next week is wide open for me. I'll probably end up coming in a few days anyway, but I wouldn't mind staying at home a bit to sleep and watch daytime tv. I guess we'll see, though. Most of the files I was meant to close are still here, and I could always use some money.
Here's a question: since when has my text been purple?
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