Where has all the fun gone?

I just recently made a major change in my life and uprooted my whole life, boyfriend and all and moved across the country to sunny (well not today) California. I have been visiting here since I was little and have tried to get out here before thinking it would be this wonderful Mecca and I would be crazy busy with nothing but fun things to do. I have spent more hours at home in my house then I think I have since before I got my walking shoes.
All the people that I know are friends of my father, the reason that I moved out here. He runs his own automotive repair shop in the East Bay of San Francisco, lost his secretaries and needed some help. I was whining one day about my health insurance and he offered me a job and thus the ball rolled on... Sorry side ramble...not that I think that anyone is reading these but it feels right to get it out there in the world. The other people that I know are family and they have their own lives. I am struggling trying to find something to adjust myself here and make myself happy.
This is the first time that I have not had a sturcture means of getting introduced to a new surrounding, the last experience I had with this would have been back in college and even then I knew about 5 people from High School and it was living in on campus housing so you had no choice but find people to meet and talk to. How do you do it when you move to a new area??

Breast Cancer Cure?

I have been recently hit with the loss of a parent. I have lost loved ones before but it has never hit me like this one did. My step-mom was diagnosed with breast cancer in spring of 2002 when I was about to graduate from college. We all were scared of it happening, she watched her mother live and die from it back in the early and late 70's when it was all still new and didn't have the advances that are available today. She was diligent with testing herself and getting mammograms I remember her telling me about the first time she wanted to have one done the doctors told her she was too young to worry about it and she had to argue with them, saying that her mom and a couple of aunts died from it and she wanted to beat it soo badly. In the last few months of her life she finally realized that she wasn't going to get passed it and started to regret having kept us all in the dark about what was going on. She was very good at making sure that everyone else was happy and well and she was the last to worry about being sick or anything. We put on her death certificate that her occupation was a homemaker because she was that to EVERYONE that she encountered.
This happening had me thinking about all these walks for Breast Cancer, you have to raise on average $2000 to walk in the race, I know that a portion of that is to have the walks and the supplies, insurance permits, handouts, etc, but you figure that they have about 3000 walkers, all raising $2000 or so a piece that's 6 million dollars, and there are 8 walks that's 48 million dollars raise for Breast Cancer research!!! And we still haven't found a cure!!! What the dillio??