I've been in the house alone for almost four days now, I've not left it once. I think this is the longest I've gone without any physical human contact at all.
It's been pretty good; so far I've watched twelve films, done two plaster casts of my face, played a lot of isketch, trashed one room and cleaned the rest.
I did have plans for going out this weekend, but blew them off for little to no reason at all. But tonight I'm going to see DeVotchKa at King Tut's with my friend, which I have to go to because the tickets were her birthday present to me and because she lives up north now, I rarely get a chance to see her.
But it obviously involves leaving the house and seeing people again. I'm not usually the most social of people anyway, but I feel stupidly apprehensive about going out tonight. I think being alone for a few days has transformed me into a proper recluse.
Anyone has a similar experiance? I'm hoping I'll be fine and back to normal as soon as I'm out...