i am apparently the cheese that stands alone. in it said i needed a book...

i've been in this apartment now for a month and have yet to have anyone over except for the only coworker i like. his height helps me hang stuff and i offer him a peaceful place to decompress after work. it's quiet and i have a deck that allows one to kick back for a bit. normal people (i use normal lightly, i don't care for that word) would have a small gathering to show it off, make some food and enjoy the company of others... i apparently have no others. it's sad to think i don't really have many friends left to have over, to share this moment of independence with.