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I'm hiding up here in the computer room, being anti-social, because there's a party going on downstairs (one of Bill's brothers graduated from college, recently) and I'm feeling unusually introverted and finding it difficult to cope with all the people and noise. Normally I'm all for people and I'm usually responsible for a lot of the noise, but I spent all day writing my friendathon fic (finished! yay!) and my episode recap of "1969" for Redial, and all the time spent inside my own head has both made me tired and left me kind of unprepared to deal with so much going on outside my head. Or something, I don't really know. What I want to do is read Miles Vorkosigan and work on more quilling, but I'm pretty sure neither of those are party-friendly behavior. Not that hiding up here is better. *sigh* I should probably go back downstairs. Maybe if I bend my temporary no-beer rule (stupid diet) for the evening, I'll be better-prepared to be sociable.