'i'm not going home with you'

i am addicted to craigslist. i am not sure what's happened to faciliate this, but i check it several times a day. usually it's the "etc" section, looking for focus groups and interesting part time jobs; it is opten also the "events/activities" section just kind of checking out what's going on in the city.

i've been all over craigslist today looking for something to do this weekend. it is a completely foreign concept to me to have 60 hours stretched in front of me that are virtually plan-free. you'd think i'd relish the free time, but there's too much of it and i don't like it. the majority of my nyc friends are either out of town this weekend (gabriel, jenny) or immersed in things like cramming for exams (alex) or preparing for the debut of their brand new comedy show (sara). i have vague plans to do something with jill and matt tomorrow night, but it's somehow not enough for me. i don't mind staying home on a friday night - in fact i often really prefer to do that after a long week - but i like to know that's not what i am stuck doing 'cause i have nothing else going on.

are you crying for me yet? i'm sure i sound like an obnoxious little whiner. it's just that i live in what is often touted as the greatest city in world, but given my status of trying to thrifty and not looking to get laid, i feel like there's not much going on.