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I'm too fucking shit to go in working from home today, so I'm going to sit here, roll a large spliff and watch the kitten chase the mouse pointer across the screen, because it's vaguely amusing.
The last two weeks have been arse in a bucket, but on the upside the doc gave me valium! On the downside he didn't give me enough. Have also started therapy. Have had two sessions so far and managed to cry hysterically all the way through both of them, while under hypnosis. Hopefully there will be some deep repressed memory that makes me do this which we will uncover, and it won't turn out to just be me being crap. That would be terribly embarassing.
The kitten is sitting on my shoulder chasing my neck. How can one chase a neck?? OW! There goes my earlobe...
The last two weeks have been arse in a bucket, but on the upside the doc gave me valium! On the downside he didn't give me enough. Have also started therapy. Have had two sessions so far and managed to cry hysterically all the way through both of them, while under hypnosis. Hopefully there will be some deep repressed memory that makes me do this which we will uncover, and it won't turn out to just be me being crap. That would be terribly embarassing.
The kitten is sitting on my shoulder chasing my neck. How can one chase a neck?? OW! There goes my earlobe...