That's kind of one of the more insidious things about living in Seattle, isn't it? You start out bitching about how hard it is to make friends. And then, after

That's kind of one of the more insidious things about living in Seattle, isn't it? You start out bitching about how hard it is to make friends. And then, after a while, this doubt sneaks into your mind: is it me? Do I suck at this socialization thing a lot more than I realized? Oh God it's me isn't it. I thought the same, then I moved to SF and the number of people I befriended in the first few weeks is staggering compared to the number of people I managed to meet in the two years I was in Seattle. So...