The times I have gone to office parties and that sort of required thing, I typically just sit there, eat a snack, and leave early. I'm rather introverted, so I don't have a desire to go to parties of any sort. I prefer to be alone most of the time. I'm not good at improvised social interchanges and they aren't that important to me. They feel like work not play.
The first man to raise a fist is the man who's run out of ideas. H.G. WELLS
The first principle is that you must not fool yourself, and you are the easiest person to fool. FEYNMAN If this is monkey pee, you're on your own.SCULLY
starting in about 2003 through the next couple of years I was definitley a big partier- I like people, I like booze and as long as I can escape the noise for a bit I'm happy. I even tended to THROW parties (always with the assistance of ExFJs, who are much better about organizing stuff than me and who I perpetually hang out with) because I lived in a big house close to campus.
Anymore though, I've gone from a partier to a bar rat in a way... no more crowds and jungle juice for me, I'm getting a nice beer and conversation instead. Still drinking, but calming down a bit
Human beings make life so interesting. Do you know that in a universe so full of wonders, they have managed to invent boredom? -Terry Pratchett
Never have and never will. I loathe the whole idea of thumping bass, drunks, overbearing odors of cologne/perfume, and the predator/prey model of how people pursue purely sexual interests at some of these so called party functions.
Seek freedom and become captive of your desires, seek discipline and find your liberty.
"If you go looking for something in particular, your chances of finding it are very bad, because of all the things in the world, you're only looking for one of them. If you go looking for anything at all, your chances of finding it are very good, because of all the things in the world, you're sure to find some of them."
Close shave. For some reason, I find it difficult to take seriously anyone that was born past 1990. I have no idea why; I get almost patronising in my speech with them. But the little ones got their revenge; the first time I felt the slightest sting of the passing years' whiplash was a few months back when I realised that someone born in 1990 was now an adult.
It was like, *Sigh* Do I have to stop cooing over them now?
Yeah lets not take people seriously based on their age...