Annother day, annother floor

well, that was nice. I come down to london to see some Plays and sleep on Ant’s floor.

As part of the great student life he leads we get up at 6.30am so as to be in college for 8… Thanks bro.

Not that it matters greatly. I stopped sleeping at 5. Not really loving that.

 

Life. Dont talk to me about life.

Its really not that bad. Really. no its not. In part I am melodramatic. But that is a very comparitive judgement, at least I think so.

But i am still slightly screwed up. Am beginning to wonder if i ever have not been. And i was going to avoid therapy till october. Maybe some other solutions are available. SOme other fixes. Hmmmm…. drugs. well, in a way they are.

It all comes down to what makes me tick. As well as the little matter of what makes me me.

I am actually making a concerted effort in some ways to avoid someone at the moment. Ow, I am not usually this public. But (and here is the mud to clear water ratio going back to the murky side) I am also trying not to avoid the person in question. Its one person. But its two at the same time. Hello.

For the record, friends of mine used to write letters, and then not (at least not intentionally, it was usually someone being "helpful") post them. It would appear I am just too geeky.

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