the art of making friends

man, i've been called an "outcast" here in sf one too many times these past three weeks.
i'm usually such a friend magnet. but at the same time, if we don't click, i'm not going to spend a ton of time on you.
i'm trying more and more to hang out with anyone who gives me the opportunity.
last night katie had tickets to the opera and matt, al and cody all had rugby practice so i was boohooing around the house wishing i had friends. annie came over (to freak on matt, they are SO dating now) and told me she was going to a bbq at her place and invited me.
now, i love booze and bbqs and wanted some new friends, so i totally said yes.
we headed over to the market and then to her place, which is pretty rad. her roommate alice was there and smoked us some bowls and we drank a couple of beers and girl talked. after like an hour or so we were all wondering where everyone was/bbq. eric came over, ravished, and so he, annie and i walked to safeway for coals and instant mashed potatoes. we came back, lit up the grill, and chilled pretty hard.
another boy, james, came over and a gal who's name escapes me now, stopped by as well. i ate salad and instant mash and probably spoke like 15 words the whole time.
i was suuuuuuuuuper stoned (this gal alice like sells hella drugs and does hella drugs and works a 8-5 financial job and rages and idk how she does it). and didnt really click with neone neway.
i totally bailed at the end of the night when ihad to come let katie in the gate. i told everyone i would meet them at pilsner, but i totez bounced.
im sure they all think im a weirdo.
fuck everyone.
the point of this story is that i need to make some friends.
amit?
idk. im heading to big sur with katie and sophie tonight. all good.
shitty post. sry.