It’s weird getting older. It seems like as you get older it gets weirder and harder to pick up new friends. People seem busier, less interested. Maybe it’s just the campus I’m on?

Truth be told, weekends in DeKalb suck. It gets insanely lonely, especially now that the cold weather is kicking in.

During the week I see my friends and go to events and club meetings and it’s all good. But on weekends most everyone is working or goes home because most of the students here live so close. I can’t afford the time and expenses of going home- not only the time to drive but the unpacking, the cleaning my room (because I leave it a mess every. time.) and the general malaise and inefficiency that overcome me when I step over the threshold of the front door.

There’s not much of a bar life here- I think at last count there were 3 of them total- and I’m not much of a bar person anyway when it’s not Brother’s or Murphy’s. Plus, the drinks add up! If I had $10 to throw away each night I’d go to the local shows at the House. Or, you know, home.

So weekends usually involve seeing my roommates- if they’re in town- and my computer screen. The only people that have asked me to have plans are the two creeps and I’m not that desperate for human interaction.

This post took a sad and depressing turn. I think I’m going to be relegated to posting cute pictures of kittens for the rest of the weekend.