Socially Starved While Never Alone

Despite both being brown haired graduates of UC Santa Cruz's Film program Gabriel and I are fundamentally different people. Evidence:

1. We do not share the same atoms.
2. Gabriel's hair is curly, while mine is floppy.
3. I get anxious in solitude while Gabriel craves it.

We find ourselves in an interesting position, we spend over 12hrs a day with each other. We are both experiencing social anxiety for different reasons. He, because there's no escaping social interaction. Me, because I don't find myself in a variety of different social circles with regularity.

Please note: Gabriel and I are getting along swimmingly. No drama, no attempted strangling, and our friendship remains intact.

At home, I have different friends for different activities, and many days where multiple activities are planned. If the interval between conversational partners grows too long I find myself in a glum state of mind. To illustrate: I once attended a party in college wearing a pair of wings - I was... wait for it... A social butterfly. At first I thought I was wearing the costume ironically, it wasn't until I catalogued the events of the evening to myself later that night that I realized that the costume had been worn in earnest.

Moral of the story: I was quite happy to be shooting scenes with Scott today.