Also? I may not have ever mentioned this, but I am very so not good in social situations. I am really, really, really bad at small talk.
Really bad, did you get that?
I will have to, in theory, be here with these people I really don't know while the guest of honor doesn't show up for another half hour.
It is going to be quiet and weird and akward and . . .
Optimistic, aren't I?
I think I will go have a drink now.
This was probably the wrong week to quit taking paxil. At the time, it seemed better to be depressed and skinny than fat and mildy amused.
Now I am thinking fat doesn't sound to bad beause at right now I am still fat, but filled with anxiety and twitchiness.
Right, need to go get that drink.
Or three or four.
2006-01-14 at 2:44 p.m.