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[solitary_summer]

Hu. I still don't know what possessed me to agree to go to a ball (ball! I'm not a ball kind of person. I don't even dance - unless extremely drunk, and mostly not even then.) with some co-workers... (Most likely the conviction, tinged with not a little desperation, that I can't hide in my snail shell forever; that for the sake of my sanity I need to be a little more sociable occasionally.)

Spent € 100.- on an outfit (skirt and top) that is really quite perfect, and there's nothing that quite equals the relief and satisfaction of finding the item of clothing you desperately need in the first shop, the first thing you try on. So the skirt needs shortening a little, but otherwise... very nice indeed.

I still need a hair-cut, a hand bag & nail polish and some basic minimal make-up things... :: groans :: Better be worth it. This is so not my kind of thing...


In other news... :: sigh :: there are three mails from G. I still haven't looked at yet, but really I'm not in the mood for this kind of drama right now. I'm aware I was rude and acting out of rather petty jealousy, but I was (still am) in the process of deciding whether to pay for another semester's worth of self-delusion and mostly coming to the conclusion that it'd be a waste of money, and really, really not in the mood for proof-reading his manuscripts during the last days of my holiday.... Drama apparently ensues, but I refuse to be part of it... I don't need this in my life right now.