I can do well socially at times (and while I'm somewhat crap at it, I like people), but it's always draining. If I'm out at a restaurant or a perty or such like, sooner or later I will disappear and turn the toilet cubicle into my Fortress of Solitude.

P and I throw parties for the kids and their moms at least once a month at her house.

Getting it set up is fun. Then we both run off and disappear in the laundry room to hide.

Each other's (mostly quiet) company in there is fine because we've half shared a brain for over 25 years. Thankfully, no one's found us so far.

And yet, if you asked those people? They'd think I was totally a social creature.

At least you do that. I don't host parties. Aside from the clean up for the party, then clean up after the party (too much damn cleaning), I'm just a horribly nervous of being a good host. Anxiety!

I just helped plan them, help set them up and then flee. Oh, and I help clean up. Most of the actual party is me and P in the laundry room wondering yet again why we do the damn things.

But I really do like setting up the food and stuff. Especially at P's house because she's a cleaning fiend so I never have to do that prep work. Just the ending clean up.

It would be too stressful to entertain at my place though. Especially with not enough room for me to hide effectively.

I mostly skipped and I somewhat skimmed for the recent brackets useage, once saw it's been used. So first, {{{Nora}}}, {{{Dana}}}, and continued to the {{{Pixdesigns}}}.

Also, good luck to Daniel!

IpettymeN, I was officially invited to do a pilot for my university's very elitist radio station after a successful guesting of me in another show (Bitches, do not twist that sentence. Thank you). I'm still in shock that other people like the music I like. IOON, I'd like to stop waking up into headaches now.

And, here are the instructions to the math department in my university. Thought you'd like to read: [link]

Oh, and one last thing: while I'm very much into denial it's starting tonight, happy new year, Jewistas! Personally, I'd like to kick, spit on and burn the previous year, that took so much out of me: my grandfather, my dog, introducing my body to migraines, and made me live in a settlement. Next year has a lot to make up for.

I wish you a good and sweet year, and may we'll be for head and not for tail.

And, in deserving another post, very much:

Congratulations Kate and Husband du Kate!

I don't really like parties, but things keep happening where I need to throw them. Like weddings. Once I'm there, they tend to be OK. As long as I can sit in the kitchen. (Parties that involve fandom and internet people always take place entirely in the kitchen. Makes me wonder about the introvert-extrovert ratio on boards such as this.)

{{{Pix and Drew}}} Wishing you the best possible outcome and a quick departure from hospital.

I'm still in shock that other people like the music I like

Since I got nothing but shallow listening to some of the songs, no. But some of them sounded really good, and definitely will help me if I'll get a show.

I'm not sure if that first sentence is lost in translation, or just 2am confusing. But I take the second sentence as positive. And with that, off to bed.

May everyone wake up feeling a little better, the sun feeling warm on the face, and a happy song in y'alls hearts. (Yes, I am augmenting my ~ma with some PMA! A little Positive Mental Attitude will cure what ails ya, and put a little sun in your heart! And best of all, it's FREE!)

Happy New Year to them as celebrates it now! May the blessings and joy of it far surpass the sorrows!

And, here are the instructions to the math department in my university. Thought you'd like to read: [link]

Brilliant! I'm glad they put up those shields, very necessary to prevent accidents.

Good luck with your radio show, Shir. I'm sure you will do very well.

IOmememeN, I just canceled a doctor's appointment that I made to have my ankle checked. The last few days it was hurting and swollen, so yesterday I called to make an appointment. As soon as I had done that, it sort of started feeling better. And today, while it still hurts, I am definitely no longer hobbling around like Dr. House without his cane.