I have been alone since Sunday because Holly has been on a work trip and I am finally BORED. Actually, I’m not bored, because I am busy, maybe I am just lonely. I rarely get these feeling anymore, but for some reason it came back this week. This job as social and glamorous as it sounds, really doesn’t allow you to maintain any semblance of a social calendar from Sunday-Thursday. You know that feeling in college when it seems as if you are the only one who has a paper due the next day so you have to stay in and everyone is getting ready to party? And after a few years you realize you really aren’t missing out at all. It’s just another night of partying and rejection. I don’t really think I am going to meet my soulmate at the House of Blues on a Tuesday night, but I hate that I can’t even go out for a minute to see familiar faces. It’s just me and my pug…oh wait, no pug because bad single mom left him at daycare and he’s still there…the next day. I get that missing out feeling only a handful of times a year now, especially when the weather starts getting nicer. It’s just really NEVER worth it when I have to get up at 3. I don’t think I’ve ever said to myself when my alarm goes off and I was the only one to not go out, “Man, I really wish I was hungover AND sleep-deprived right now”. Still, I need some face time. I don’t see anyone from the time I leave work until I come back to work..Leaving out the strangers at the gym of course, but I’m not talking to any of them. Well now it’s Friday and I am ready to SLEEP! Yes, I really am ready to sleep all weekend but I’m going to force myself to go out so people don’t think I’ve committed some sort of social suicide. People do forget about you if you never go out. Though I find that less offensive than being the one that goes out ALL the time… I’d rather the..”who’s Jenna again?” than the “ohhh, there’s that chick again”. To the golf tournament I go today. Adam Scott isn’t there so phfff. Guess I’ll just have to settle for Angel Cabrera. Google him.