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[ladynorbert]

And then people wonder why I get into these bad moods.

I've invited a whole pile of people to my house next Friday, for the launch of Harry Potter 6.

FOUR of them have bothered to respond, only one of whom is coming.

I have never yet thrown a party with my friends to which anyone (except, occasionally, Kevin's best friend Andy) came. Most of the time people don't even bother to tell me if they're coming. We had a housewarming party the first year we lived here, and none of my friends came to that -- if Kevin and I didn't both have large extended families, that would have flopped too.

I dunno, is it me? Am I just that freaking obnoxious, and nobody can bring themselves to tell me?

The RSVP date is Monday. As it stands, I think it's just going to be Tammy and me.

Comments

[only-seimei.livejournal.com]

I'm rather terrible at getting people to attend things as well, not that I generally try to. When I was younger it used to bother me terribly that people I cared about seemed to put me at the bottom of the list, priority wise. Now I simply go onwards with life. I can entertain myself well enough alone, and as most of my friends now live very far away, or are dead, the solitary life has come to be agreeable to me. The first time I attended an event with multiple people that was a 'party' type thing in years was the wedding. It was kind of a novelty, though I did enjoy it.

There's most likely nothing at all wrong with you, and your friends have simply identified you as someone who is less likely than others to become furious or ranty over their lack of participation, and as such, you've been relegated to a non-necessity level of interaction. Sometimes it's our best, not worst, friends we take most for granted. They probably just trust and take you for granted. Have you ever said anything to them about how it makes you feel? If I didn't live rather inconveniently far from you, I'd happily come and fill a space. ^_^ With the exception of my brother, who's schedule rarely corresponds with mine anymore, I go out and do things, or see people, basically not at all. All weekends = get things done around the house, run errands, and loaf. Alone. *shrugs*

Yet another case where G-d is merciful and designed me in such a way that I could tolerate it just fine.

[madzilla.livejournal.com]

Not to reply to invitations is just plain rude! But I know what you mean. I put out leaflets and things in town for HP fans to get in touch so we could have some kind of local group who could all go out and celebrate the book release together. And so far I've had ONE e-mail, and it turned out to be someone I know. At least that's someone who I'll see down at the book release itself, but I had hoped to have someone to have dinner with and all that. As it stands, I'll be having my HP-themed dinner on my own. But oh well, it'll still be fun, and at the end of it I get THE BOOK, which is the most important thing.

[melydia.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure I'm one of the four, but in case I forgot to say something, we can't come. And I hope you know it has nothing to do with you - it's the fact that you're four hours away. I just can't get away for weekends like I used to.

[ladynorbert.livejournal.com]

Yup, I realize that. If the situation were reversed, I doubt I could make it down to your place either. It's all good.

[wens.livejournal.com]

Oh, man. That is rather rude. I'm sorry to hear that this has happened.

Thank you once again for inviting me, though, as I said earlier, I will actually be arriving back in Philadelphia on that day, and as such, I will be completely zonked and out of commission. I'm also going to be busy trying to get things back in order when I get back. ;)

[ladynorbert.livejournal.com]

I quite understand why you can't come. :) But we will definitely be doing the Moriarty's Pub thing sometime this summer.

[ladyrazorsharp.livejournal.com]

I'm fairly upset that the molecular transporter hasn't been invented yet. Otherwise I'd be there with bells on.