I have overfulfilled my people quota for the week

In addition to the usual baseline aspects of having a job that requires human interaction, I had choir practice for Tuesday lunch (which also meant no reading, boo! hiss!). And then yesterday was the performance in front of a large crowd of people in a small room. And they were serving alcohol. The only thing that makes me more uncomfortable than crowds of people is crowds of drunken people, so as soon as we sang, I pretty much ran from the room so as not to have a nervous breakdown. And then at the parking garage, I ran into boy (who needs a [blank]-boy moniker) and we talked for like an hour, which was not overly traumatic, except in my usual, "Ack! I'm talking to someone! Make it stop!" sort of way. And I'm reeeeeally close to saying something along the lines of, "I don't want to be presumptuous here, but having been in a similar situation before, I think you should know that I am socially incapable of dating."
Finally, today was the ice cream social, and while I do so love the free ice cream (we also got a lunch bag thingy that I can't use until I figure out how to cover up the Princeton logo), the social part I could really do without. Mostly, I stuck with preservation people, who are slightly less nervewracking, but there were still crowds of people involved and that is never fun. (And of course I ate too much and got sick, but that's neither here nor there).

Meanwhile, there's signage all over campus that might as well be Paul Revere riding around yelling, "The Students are coming! The Students are coming!"

Crazy hermit living in the Maine woods is sounding pretty nice right about now.