I went out driving today. It was fun actually. I have a good instructor who seems to think that not only am I not a BAD driver but I'm actually a good driver. I think she's just happy she survived the ride and would have said anything to get me to give up the wheel. I'm exaggerating a little bit, of course.
I'm worried that I'm slowly going crazy. Having no friends means having no social life so I've been going to the gym, watching movies and taking meaningless walks up and down Charleston Boulevard. I know this will eventually change the longer I'm here and I'm normally big on alone time. HOWEVER without some social activity soon I may lose it. I've been talking to myself a lot. I bought some paper jack-o-lanterns and some bags of Laffy Taffy and chocolate eyeballs and now I'm just praying for trick-or-treaters -- so I'll have someone to talk to even if its just to say "So what are you supposed to be?"
I've already looked up adopting a cat. I found a cat adoption place that is a short bus ride away. Of course, if I get one cat I might as well get two so the little muffin has someone to play with. And then I have to find out if you're allowed to take the cat carrier on the bus. I think I'm gonna do it, though, become a cat mommy. Hopefully I won't turn into one of those crazy people and start throwing birthday parties for the little fellas and baking them little tuna cakes. The other night I caught myself talking back to the judges on Dancing with the Stars so I'm not far away from becoming that crazy cat lady as it is.
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