Here I am reading a book amidst this celebration. See my dark cloud of anti-social darkness, also known as "Liz's defense from having to speak to idiots program".
As you can see I am the life of the party.
Everyone is like:
"who is that?"
"does anyone know her name"
and also "where? who are you talking about? Oh wait now I see her, she was blending in with the wallpaper."
Popularity is my middle name.
In an unrelated vein of thought, I do not like party hats because they look like dunce caps.