It is your job and your locale that make you unfun... I'm sure if I lived in the burbs, I would not nearly be as much fun as I am now. In fact, I would probably be a lot like I was in Camarillo... just that nice girl who lived in the house but didn't do too much. Until you have kids, you NEED adult people without kids to hang out with. It is hard to be fun if someone's worried about the sitter, or about lactating or whatever those married with kid people worry about. (Although I know one couple is probably not THAT concerned about anything mundane and kid related... ;)

Peeves for me...
1 - it is fucking ARCTIC here right now. I was dying on my walk to work today.
2 - There two spots on my tattoo that itch like a sonofabitch. They have formed little bumps and itch so much i want to scream! However I am using the most amazing of restraint and not scratching them. I don't know HOW I've accomplished this.
3 - I've had to use my inhaler twice in less than 24 hours. That's uncommon. I don't like to use it. I don't like the way I feel when I use it. I think it is part of the reason I'm sitting here FREEZING my ass off...
4 - I went to get a cocoa to warm my frozen ass and I first went to the building next door the law school. There's a sign on their coffee place "Closed for spring break go to the Bottom Line in Pigott." Grumble grumble but I walk over to Pigott and there's a sign on their coffee place "Closed for spring break." Ok obviously someone doesn't want me to have hot cocoa so now I'm sitting at my desk with just water. :(