I'm losing my thunder

Gyrl bye!  I just knew that moving to Orlando was going to spark a new fire into my social life.  Before you say what you are thinking, Orlando is not only Disney World.  There are so many things to do here that I was compelled to mention in my job interview that it would bring balance to my professional and personal life.  Fast forward 10 months--I have never been so socially inept in my entire adult life.  It took me 9 months to find a friend.  The search continues for Mr. Right...hell I can't even find Mr. Right Now!  Aside from the fact that I have yet to find a place to hang out where the men are either single or old enough to rent a car without a deposit, I rarely leave my living room.  If a downtown hot spot had a couch and a no shoes policy I would definitely be in there.  Nightlife beauty is becoming hard work! Heels have started to hurt my feet and standing around drinking and trying to be sexy has become irrelevant.  The effort required to be noticed has become a dubious undertaking. The adoption of this new philosophy in my life has opened the door to originality.  Unfortunately it closed the door on my former awesomeness.  The comfort of home is great but oh how I want that old thing back...