It's been that sort of few days. Life was much simpler when it consisted of working out what toy the cat was going to play with that involved him doing more work than me.

In a couple of weeks time I'm going to the first wedding that's not an aunt's. Or I thought I was, it turns out I went to one when I was a baby. Funnily enough I don't remember that. So this'll be my fifth wedding. I'm looking forward to seeing my friends, but I don't really like weddings much. They're just overly sappy, and this one's in a church, just to make it worse.

Friday I booked to go and see the SJA preview screening, which will be good, but I'm going on my own. So then I spent a while wondering why I only have friends who like the same things as me but live too far away to do them, or don't have enough money to do them, or friends who live nearby but have no interest in the same things. Until I remembered that this is all ridiculous and having a good time doesn't require someone else to be there to have it with. Sometimes having someone else there is a hindrance. And when it comes to going to the theatre you can't talk during it anyway and I'm perfectly capable of reading a book before it starts.

So then we came to Saturday and I went to Rotary's Last Night of the Proms. This year they had a quartet play various things, then we sang some patriotic songs and waved flags. It was good. Specially as I won a £30 voucher for a really good Chinese near here. But I ended up the only Rotaractor there. I did know other people and I did talk to other people, but they all came with their other halves (the modal age was probably about 60).

And then I came home to an email from my (younger) sister to tell me she'd got engaged. Which is not unreasonable given that they've been going out forever (actually forever as well, not just my idea of going out forever which equals more than a couple of months). And given that I keep getting his name confused with that of her previous boyfriend, it's just as well that there won't be any other names to remember. At least she won't be getting married in a church, but I will only know various annoying relatives. Assuming she can't get away with not inviting them.

So suddenly it feels like the whole world has boyfriends or girlfriends and I'm strange for not having one and not wanting one either. Plus I only fancy arseholes, which isn't a help. I have to remember that actually, it's all these other people that are strange and most of my friends are single.

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