Does NOT do social

This was well and truly confirmed on Saturday. All hyper and excited and dancing in the shower to Disco Inferno after my 10k. Then as leaving time approached I felt very very sick. Did the usual faffing because I don't want to go and was late.

The helping Gill to make party 'bags' and prep food before the party bit was absolutely brilliant. Her house is awesome and full of very interesting stuff and it was great not quite hanging out with her. I guess its a sign of trust for someone to leave you alone in their house an hour after you first ever visit.  Found out what the Driftwood poem arranging was for. Nice postcards for all the guests. The butterflies theme on them, and the ones on the wall were freaking me out a bit... but that's due to stuff between me and God.

Perfected the cheese board arrangement, and added 'floaty bits' to the punch...

 Was doing ok until a comment from Gill and then the first guests arriving.. then had Aspie in a corner flipout. Had moments of being able to manage short conversations, but was basically absolute rubbish. Got very stressed at the behaviour that seems to be perfectly ok for men, and yet if I'd done it. Had to go sit on the stairs when they messed with the cake.

But hey.. it is the coolest house ever...

The two on the right are to blame for G passing her test..

Amazingly eloquent and lovely speech given prior to cake cutting. Shame I was hiding in the corner..

Luckily someone else was in a better position..

Went and hid in the agreed place after this. Seems I hid far too well though, as I could not be found. Schoolboy error though expecting me to be on the bed, not curled in the corner on the floor.

Anyway. The party became perfect after almost everybody had left. Was such a laugh sat outside by the fire with Gill branding her feet, until it rained then we adjourned to the kitchen. We tried and failed to fix her phone. I tried logical tech things like swapping sim cards around between phones to establish the cause. Gill just tried the kiss of life on the sim card..

Sadly had to go sleep at around three. When Gill realised I wasn't kidding about having to work Sunday morning.

Jar Jar is more than a little scary to wake up to! Although only I was brave enough to sleep in that room.. the 'man' didn't dare.

Hate working at Go sometimes. And 10am Sunday was one of those times. Made it by 2 mins.

So. Was perfect before and after the party. Just the actual party bit I couldn't do and hated myself. Should know by now to stay away from the real world.

Can't wait for film night :-)