Thursday, 4 December 2008

I blame my brother.

Yes, I was tipping. I don't know yet. I may be well still, I may be well yet. Suffice to say, I've been getting 4-5 hours sleep, bar Sun which was none, and tonight which looks like none too. Shit. Shit. Shit.

If anyone has any relaxation techniques, and believe me, all the posts below were a form of relaxation after that stupid phonecall with that idiot earlier... Christ almighty.

The sensible side of me is saying, ok, you can't switch off. Never mind. Go with it. There is always tomorrow. Get sleep when you can.

The sensible side is also murmuring: why don't you start taking the pills again? But I'm still good enough to fight that at the moment.





Ach


Don't worry lasses and lads



It will all be over by christmas.

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