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15 April 2011 @ 04:10 pm
Every year Uni. Reading hosts a Summer Ball; everyone dresses up and gets drunk. There are bands and activities, apparently - I don't know I've never been. The plan was to go this year with Jojobird and Claire, but when Jo and I realised how expensive the tickets were (£50) and how rubbish we thought the bands were, we ducked out. (Claire is not abandoned, for she's going with her housemates.)

Instead, Jo has decided she, Emma, Pip, Susanne and I (we're five out of, like, nine ecologists) will go to the Royal Ascot instead; she booked our tickets.

So, uh, I have to find some 'oober posh' (as Jo reported) stitches and a ridiculous-but-fancy-esque hat. This should be an interesting endeavour. I wonder if I could get away with wearing a suit-like-thing instead of a dress, since we're in the section with the smart-casual dress code. Not that I can ever find trousers that fit my little lady legs.

In other news, I hate that I get what I have declared 'textual paranoia'. Some people get sexual paranoia, I get textual. Without inflection, tone, body language, expressions and eyes to interpret, I am likely to read most text as darker than it was intended. And then think everyone is annoyed with me or secretly dislikes me or wishes I would really just go away.

Perhaps it's because in a number of my elementary, junior high and high school experiences, that was the case. But regardless it's annoying now. I wish I had a knack for keeping a person's True Voice in my mind when reading something he or she has written. Instead I read it as if I've crossed lines, the person is peeved with me, I've done something wrong - and am tempted to spend much of my next communication apologising, for my actions or just myself. Erglackaglack.

ETA: If you've ever wondered why I spend so much time online and seldom IM you, that's the reason. I'm probably sitting there considering it in a corner of my mind and ultimately deciding I would just be irking you, hah. Sometimes it takes too much energy to overcome that fear and actually hit 'send' - on IMs, emails, posts, comments, what-have-you! Alas. Initiating contact is not generally my comfort zone; I have to be quite comfortable for that!

Welp. Back to revision.


"Letter writing is the only device for combining solitude with good company."
[Lord Byron]
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minervas_eule: Emma: Yes!minervas_eule on April 15th, 2011 03:57 pm (UTC)
Oh Ascot will be such an experience, I hope!! - one you will be able to talk about back in the States *gg*; the dress-up will be fun - aren't there places where one can rent a frock/hat??
I once went to a Derby in Munich - I felt almost tempted to bet: one gets so enthusiastic *LOL*
lash_laruelash_larue on April 15th, 2011 08:52 pm (UTC)

Are there free hookers or something? Have fun with the ponies, and be sure and get a picture of you in your finery. For whatever it's worth, Im always glad to hear from you. Fling me into the briar patch anytime at all, I likely won't be useful, but I shall remain a loving audience.