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Hola, funseekers!

It's been a while since I posted - I've been kind of busy actually. I know. Shocking. This week I've been working on a new life strategy called "accepting invitations". Maybe one of the things I have the hardest time doing. It always feels so much safer (there's that word again) staying in my comfy little cubby.

After the party I went to on Saturday night, and the FUN I had meeting new people and such, I decided that maybe I should start taking these risks a little bit more often. As a result, I have social engagements already lined up for this evening (I went and hung out with my friends after dance), tomorrow evening, Saturday evening, and Sunday. My life, once again, includes people. Scary? Yes. But I can't begin to describe how much I forgot what it was like to be a social person. I used to be so much of one. It feels good, to say the least.

Some of you may be wondering about what happened after meeting someone on Saturday. Did we get in touch? After all, it really felt like there was a new friendship or something in the works. Yeah, funny story. Turns out he doesn't remember much of the night, and as of Sunday evening, I was *officially* (confirmed by friends, not just my own paranoia) brushed OFF. For, I'm sure, some form of a good reason - complicated life, dating another person, not interested in me, whatever. I could speculate and write a story in my head about what happened (and make it the worst story possible, including some form of me making an ass of myself) but that was the old me. That's something else I am trying to change.

Now that I've begun to make more of a habit of getting myself physically out there and into others' homes and environments, I think it's time to start looking at my work situation. Well, within two weeks, my work situation will go from "needs attention" to "potentially dire", so this has to be my next goal.

I will certainly keep the world posted on the progression of employment... I have a few ideas up my sleeve.

Signing off from my first officially BORING post,

PS

Note - I've decided this post is what I shall call a "transition post". Not interesting, but brings readers up to speed so that next time I have a story-and-a-half, I don't have to blah blah on about the less interesting revelations. That and I had my third dance lesson of the week tonight, and I am so achy I can't concentrate enough to form witty sentences. I'm surprised I was able to go beyond "blah ugh A535 hot water bottle soak feet bed with book phhhht."