I really miss my family, and I really miss my friends. I am having a tough time lately because I don't have anyone around. When I was in the planning stages of moving, I assumed that the laundry list of people that I knew that were down here would translate into having friends, but for whatever reason that has not really proven to be the case.

I got to actually talk to my BFFF on the phone tonight, and that was nice. It was nice to tell someone the stories from the bar and to hear about what is going on in her life. I am friendly with the people at WHS, but wouldn't consider any of them actual friends yet. I mean, I did get invited out after work the other night, but it was more of a "hey you can come too if you want since you are standing there while we are talking about it" kind of a thing, and they all left before I was done work anyway. It was nice to be asked to do something though.

I was excited because I thought I was going to be able to make it to the work picnic but I misread my schedule and that is not going to be able to happen. I was looking forward to hanging out with my costars outside of work. oh well.

I guess the downside to living in "the LA of the East" is that everyone is about their own agenda so it is difficult to find friends. It definitely does not help that I am 33 and single. Im not married, so I dont fit in with most people my age, and I'm old, so I don't fit in with most single people. It is a rather shitty place to find myself.

This entire move has been an exercise in independence, and I guess that this could be part of that, but I had friends at home. I had people to go get froyo with. I had people to meet for coffee and to discuss the day's events. I had regular friendly's dates and regular nights with the girls. I miss that. a lot.

Lucky for me, I have worked like every day for the last two weeks, so I haven't had a whole lot of time to think about it, but I am off tomorrow, though I will say I have plans for lunch that I am hoping don't get cancelled again, and I have a few days off next week so I know that these things are really going to on the forefront of my mind again. Obviously they are right now.

I am definitely not making any friends at BRU. There is only one person there remotely close to my age and she has made it perfectly clear that she hates my guts. I am astounded by the level of rudeness that she exudes. Working there is much like working at Kennedy was for me for a really long time. I dunno. Maybe it is just me. Maybe I have a personality trait that makes people treat me like shit for no discernible reason. Or maybe I am just insane and all of this is in my head. I do know that it took almost an entire year before I felt like anyone at Kennedy liked me. I don't think ill last that long at BRU. The punishment is not worth 7.25 an hour, and I am looking for a replacement so that I can quit for real.

If it takes me a year to make friends here, then I will only be a Nashville resident for a year. Even if I go back to NJ and have no friends, at least I will have my family around, which is what matters most anyway.