One of my former bandmates kept video chatting me on facebook or calling me, and I had to tell him, dude, TEXT. Texting is god's gift to introverts.
I fucking HATE small talk. Probably because I don't even know how to do it.
Yeah, pretty much. I used to be a pretty open book on the anonymity of the Internet, but intensely private irl. Now I'm not so much an open book online, but I'm still comfortable telling you guys I'm a virgin.
Ha. In one of my last jobs, a coworker privately asked me if I was a virgin. If asked, I admit it because I find that preferable to having to foolishly "prove" otherwise. Anyway, his wife worked in the same office as us, he told his wife because blah blah husband and wife don't keep secrets, blah blah, then the next day the whole office knew.
Fuck, I HATE parties. It's just me all alone in a crowd. I hate that. I mean, it's fine if I'm not expected to be talking to everyone, but at a party you're supposed to be talking with SOMEBODY. Like the entire time.