What I Think is For All Time is Momentary...

Or reason #2,990,786 why cats are easier than people. So I'm at work listening to three of my co-workers talk about getting wasted in the the city a few weekends ago and I have two thoughts; 1. thank God I wasn't invited. 2. Why wasn't I invited. These are women I've hung out with several times before so why didn't they ask me if I wanted to go get drunk in the city? Despite typing that I feel the need to point out that NO PART OF ME WANTS TO GET DRUNK IN THE CITY. Or anywhere else for that matter but, unfortunatly, my brain does a thing whenever I see people doing things without me where it attaches absurd meaning to what I logically know is (likely) meaningless. It goes like this: People I'm friends with do something without me (to be clear, this only applies to situations in which I wasn't invited, not times when I was invited but couldn't/didn't want to go). I ask myself why I wasn't invited (regardless of whether I would have actually wanted to go). I come up with logical reasons as to why I wasn't invited. I throw those reasons out the window, instead working myself into a frenzy about how my friends don't really like me. Why do I do this, you ask? Well as soon as I figure it out, I'll post an update. The simple fact is, I've been doing this my entire life. Sometimes I think I spend more time anticipating the end of friendships than enjoying them. No wonder I like cats better than people; the only thing I have to worry about with Carbon (current cat) is keeping her off the counter. And figuring out what food she feels like eating today. And why the hell she's meowing at me (What. Does. She. Want???). And taking her for walks (yes, I walk my cat. On a pink leash). And, And...oh well, still easier than humans.