Peopled out hedjog
Yesterday I found myself completely out of people-cope and in severe introvert plz 2 show me 2 nearest hermitage mode.
I have had a lovely time managing to arrange f2f meetings with DW/LJ/Wiscon etc peeps, but this was combined with a certain amount of non-voluntary socialisation in connection with my academic activities.
And while some of the people involved are lovely people with whom I share a lot of scholarly interests, it all got a bit wearing, and I had a final get-together from that aspect on Saturday evening.
(Plus, doing 3 back to back masterclasses, which were fairly intense, with individual grad students, before giving a paper is something I CAN do as a favour to a friend in view of time constraints, but it is totally not the ideal way of doing this.)
So, anyway, yesterday I was twitchy and jittery (over-caffeination may have been in the mix) and grouchy and in the interests of not spending the committed-to dinner party in the evening crouched under the table growling and biting people's ankles, declared it a Day of Hedjog Solitude (apart that is from necessary functional interactions with hotel staff etc).
I usually seem to manage this sort of thing better but I guess the cramming All The Things in to a relatively brief space of time just tilted the balance. This entry was originally posted at http://oursin.dreamwidth.org/2154505.html. Please comment there using OpenID. View
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