Because he was working his little socks off. Or something like that.

Towers Hall Summer Formal is going on as I type and despite the fact I bought a ticket, I'm not there. I have decided to take a raincheck and stay in. I realised I really wasn't up for it, not even one bit.

Back tracking over the past two years, I'd have thought I'd have noticed it, but until Dizzy Jo made her reasons for not going clear, the penny had never dropped. To put it simply - I don't like these events. I don't like dressing in a suit to go out and get drunk, let alone a DJ. I can put up with a reception, or a meal, but club visits are ruined. I spent too much time trying to keep things spill-free. Also, I get queasy. I don't know why, but dressing up like that for a ball physically makes me feel uneasy and sick. Now, don't get me wrong, I love to socialise, and I love boats, but this just does not appeal.

I could make other excuses as well; like I have to operate heavy machinery tomorrow at 9am and can't afford to be drunk, or that 25 quid is fine, but when four-fifths of that is directly paying for the open-bar (which I can't use too heavily due to aforementioned reason), the cost is too much.

I have been conned before, but it is only now I have woken up to the real reason why I don't have a good night. It's the same at every ball I have ever been to. My leaver's ball, my fresher's ball, the two Christmas balls, last year's summer formal. It's not even like I'm surrounded by people I don't know, it's purely my distaste of these events.

Well a least I finally got that out of my system (and retrieved my ticket money before it got banked).

So now instead I am here, still in the tower, still working away. I am contemplating an early night. My sister MSN'd me earlier. Am I coming home for my birthday?

My birthday? I'd forgotten. It's just over a week away and I haven't even had a chance to think what I'm going to do for it let alone to let anyone else around here know. Maybe I could stay in and do some electronics or stick pins in my eyes. I don't even know which I'd prefer.