katie d, sin amigos(that was a movie reference?)

today is thursday, november 19.

im starting to get a bit frustrated about this whole 'making friends' thing. im doing such a good job at trying, im really making an effort, and so far, nothing has come of it. i mean, you all know me, how often do i really want to 'go out' at night, and like, party? umm, yeah. im much more of a 6 dvds at a time from netflix type of woman; a tall can at home with the ladies kind of girl. so forcing myself to go out, speak, look at people, and have people look at me, well, its all quite a challenge. but im doing it damnit! against my will! last night i went to the library and picked up the third book in the 'northern lights' series (ladies...) and, even though i had all the want in the world to stay home and start/finish it all in one night, i set it down, unopened, put on a dress on, did my fucking hair, put makeup on (yes, makeup), and walked my ass to the bar in 42 degree freezing cold weather. and for what!? even colder stares and, well, cold beer. i guess that wasn't too horrible. but still! its wearing me out. geez, someone be friends with me already!

so i know its embarrassing to post a picture of yourself on your own blog, but listen, im going to do some theologizing and it has to do with how adorable i have been looking lately (thanks to all my FREE TIME CAUSE I HAVE NO FUCKING FRIENDS). but really, how cute do i look? im not trying to sound conceited (wow kinda unavoidable at this point.) but i mean, how come people don't look at me and say, 'wow, that girl is adorable, i want to be friends with her' ?? i mean, i say that to myself all the time about other people! am i not as adorable as i think?! anyways, so spain is helping to prove, once again, my 'men don't want to be friends theory'. and if you haven't heard me bitch about this ever, which im sure the majority of you have, if not once then a few times, then i shall sum it up for you here. men dont want to be friends with women. well actually its more like, men dont want to be friends with women they dont want to have sex with. now, like every good rule, there are quite a few exceptions. if you have been friends with the dude since highschool (kyle who is the best) or since junior high (willy! eww!) then you can be friends without any stupid sex complications. if this dude has dated or is currently dating one of your friends, then you can also be friends without sex complications. if the dude wants to have sex with one of your friends, then you kinda get out of having any sex complications, but hey, your friend still has to deal with it so that kinda sucks. matt graciously pointed out to me a 'co-worker clause', and im going to say thats a 'half-exception', because, well, i proved him wrong by showing him the example of, well, uhhhhh me and him. hmm, what else? i dont know, there are a few other exceptions, i mean homosexuality is kinda a given, or asexuality (seth only kinda fits into this category, kinda), umm, i don't know i am sure there are other exceptions but i could probably argue my point against any of them. so anyways, back to my original point. i can't make friends here, because the boys just want to have sex with me, and thus not be friends, and the girls just want to beat me up or hate me, cause the boys/their boyfriends want to have sex with me and i am competition. so yes, woe is me. feel sorry for me, starting. . . now! no but really its kinda cool getting to travel the world and test your scientific theories on foreign soil. and even though its pretty cool to be so smart and have all your theories proven to be correct, it actually sucks really bad, cause i dont have any friends. ha.