I miss college

I am a facebook addict. I love to see what people are doing and especially like to see recently updated profiles. I get so deeply lost in it, I end up looking at 130 pictures that include my former best friend Megan. I know she won't find this or read it, so I can go ahead and talk about her openly. I miss her. I miss college. I really miss having such close friends. Literally. It was so easy to see everyone. We would call for a Tues./Wed. night dinner and I could see at least 4 of them, even if everyone didn't show. We had novelty hat nights and played drinking games and smoked lots of pot, and from the pictures, were always so happy. It is so hard to keep in touch with those friends. In particular, with Megan. Last time I talked to her, she was in Williamsburg visiting a friend from home who often goes back there. (i.e. she had seen her a lot this summer and hadn't seen me) It was a work night and I couldn't get from Park Slope to Williamsburg easily just to go to a bar. We haven't talked since then. It pains me. We are both equally stubborn so neither of us has sucked it up to call the other. In my mind, she could have tried to catch up with me earlier in the evening, but I know in her mind she made the effort to come all the way to NY so I should have gone to Williamsburg. No one can win. I feel like I've lost her. I facebook messaged her that I missed her and told her I was scheduling a phone call. I need to call her before other former best friend arrives on Wed. for a job interview. However, the other former best friend's last visit was less than stellar and I still am swelling on the nasty things she said about my relationship with Pickle and how I had to defend said relationship. Anyway, I get so anxious about calling her, but I have to remind myself that we were friends for a reason and it should be fine once I do it. But then I put it off. Maybe tomorrow.