Maxed Out

[Insert large sigh here]

Panic! At Emma’s Head

I don’t know why but suddenly I feel sick.

This is going to be painful.

And I won’t get morphine if I want to go home.

Let me just say something. Mine and Leftie’s last words together…

Fuck, fuckity, fuck, fuck. Oh and no doubt there’ll be an ouch or two in tomorrows dialogue.

 

The Night Before I Bid Farewell To Old Leftie

It’s funny

Two (Three If I Had A Memory) Pills A Day

Just an update on the med front really. Forgetting/not being arsed enough to go to the doctors on Friday has meant that my usual cocktail has been dramatically reduced to just my multivitamin and Seroquel.

I’m The Eel, Upgraded With Electricity

I am a frog.

My Glass Is Half Full

And remained that way this evening as I struggled to even finished ONE tia maria and DIET coke before feeling sick.

Wind Me Up Like A Cuckoo Clock

Yeah, I’m feeling a tad mental at the moment, which isn’t be being flippant, its just me being fed up. But then it purely seems to be a “moment” thing. I hope.

“Are You The Householder?”

“Umm…well…no. I was 19 yesterday.”

Today My Family Taught Me How To Do A Toothy Smile

Ha, so my family actually took me to Greens (vegetarian restaurant) so I could eat what I wanted instead of asking for something minus the meat like usual. Now they know how I feel when I look at a menu and think “What the fuck!”

Windows: “It’s Your Birthday In One Day, Don’t Forget!”

Apparently I’m expected to forget my own birthday hence receiving emails from Windows emailing me about the anniversary of my poor mother giving birth to a demon baby (this wasn’t the exact wording but was definitely my interpretation).