ONE: read the gagillion chapters of boring-as-heck homework and write papers and take quizzes.
TWO: finish editing my book.
Neither of these things help my social skills in the slightest.
So tonight, when someone spoke directly to me, I nearly had a panic attack. My brain enacted this ridiculously long scenario in a process similar to that of an ancient computer.
The question was probably the easiest thing on planet earth to figure out, but without human contact for three days, it gets a bit difficult.
person: "How is work?"
my brain: "real human speaking! respond! does not compute! fatal error!"
what came out: "................................................................................great!"
person: "Do you work?"
me: "no."
brain: "I am useless for anything but premeditated responses. I am shamed."
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