At a party you... ...listen in fear at the sounds of people who enjoy other people, observe small material details as though you were an anthropologist encountering alien beings, depend on searching for beer to consume time, and occasionally find someone who is amused by your off-kilter humor, but who ultimately is not really anyone you're likely to form a meaningful sober bond with?

Oh, apparently I have to actually be remotely ok in social settings. Seriously, what the fuck.