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Problem: Lonely as hell.

Solution: Find people.

Problem: Where are there people?

Options:

• Go to downtown Tempe and meander in the coffee shops.
• Go to the grocery store and pretend to not know where things are.
• Call my brother.
• Call my friend. Note the singular form.
• Give up on the loneliness problem and try some boredom remedies.

Comments

You could be a few years older and live in Poughkeepsie.

[vardissakheli.livejournal.com]

The year after I moved back to Poughkeepsie, My Big Imployer stopped hiring. Completely. For 10 years or more. Suddenly there was no influx of young professionals into this area anymore. Instead, thirty-somethings with young kids started moving north from Westchester. A dozen or more clubs in the area where live bands used to play dried up, either turning into hoodlum-filled biker bars like Noah's Ark or desperate-seeker singles meat markets like Let's Fuck Dance, or closing entirely like The Castle (which later reopened as a health club). Even The Chance shut down briefly before it was sold and remodeled. The only new people I meet anymore are people I sing with. Even there, there's still a huge age gap. In our 32-member chorus, about half are over fifty, I'm one of four just under forty, and after us there's one who just turned 30 and one high school student. In the light opera company, we have a couple more thirty-somethings, two new mid-twenties couples, and then all college and high school students.

I think the only places people meet here anymore are daycare and health clubs.

[pootrootbeer.livejournal.com]

You see how the problems of loneliness and boredom are interconnected, yeh?

[eyelid.livejournal.com]

:( I know where you're coming from.

You could try sushi bars... 's where I picked Patrick up.

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[pentomino.livejournal.com]

Hey, couldn't hurt. Oh, yes it could, because Ra sucks.