It's much easier to make friends here and I find it easier to meet people without being looked at with scorn or suspicion, which everyone on the East Coast does when approached by a stranger.

Most of the people I meet are recent transplants as well. Most of them have already formed a large group of friends just by being open and meeting people. While I have changed much in the past few months I'm still not the most social person. I've been open to talking to everyone and have made a good amount of friends but I find I'm still much more comfortable on my own.
Perhaps that's a good thing, we all saw how I acted when I spent too much time on my own. I'd rather not go that far down again, at least not for a while.

My new social persona has got me to meet more people at work. One, in particular. It started with a friendly chat in the supply/copy room and turned into incessant emailing between floors. Emailing turned to lunch. Lunch turned to texts. Texts turned to weekend meetings. Weekend meetings turned to a day out at Wicker Park. The speed of the modern relationship.

Her name is K. Not the K I mentioned weeks ago (didn't feel it with her) or the J after her (she was married). There is no K but her. There is a Kam and there was a KT- no K.

Speaking of KT- she wrote me on Friday. I'm not sure why but she did. It was an invitation to a get together at her bar, remember the one I was told never to go to again? I considered writing back and laying into her but that's all over with, I'd rather not rehash anything, even if it would make me feel better in some small way. I'd rather just be rid of her completely. I didn't answer, nor will I attend her Christmas get together.

K and I went to the roller derby fund raiser at the Cobra Lounge and had a swinging time. She's a roller derbyette too, though she's not in a league yet. We spent the evening thinking of roller derby names.

Scary, Mother of God
Rainbow Fight
June Carter Crash
Princess Slaya

Had a ton of others, most of them worse, that I can't remember now. That's probably a good thing.

Naudia Nyce
Gasoline Dion

Those are cool names but I can't take credit for them. As far as I know they're unclaimed.

I missed the Twisted Sister concert and I already had a ticket. Thought it was next week. I wanted to see them but apparently not enough. Sucks.

Just got On Parole by Motorhead, an old album of the original recordings of their earliest stuff. It's great. I would have gotten it a long time ago but I thought I already had it.