The main problem is that the theatre group is a big happy family. A party has been organised to celebrate the first rehersals, about 20 kilometres out of town at Tina's place. I don't really connect with many people, and even less when I'm sober. I can't see myself sitting out there miserable while everyone else is drunk and annoying.
Well fuck it. I'm gunna skip it. I avoid occasions with my real family, so imaginary surrogates shouldn't expect any better treatment.