my fanham road appointment is coming up, and with it i get more and more.... well, not quite worried, thats a wrong word. anxious? thoughtful? not sure. just considering possibilties and variants- a lot depends on what i say there.
firstly, if i'm perfectly honest with them, there are two possibilities. either they tell me im fine and tell me to go home and let them deal with real patients, or they tell me that ive gone soft in the head and put me on medication and/or put me away (and throw away the key, as my darling ex boyfriend suggests). which means, bye bye nice cozy job in old folks home and/or cozy home..... so yes, as you can now see, everything is a bit FUBAR.

oh well, we'll see when we get there. i am being accompanied by my scag, which is lovely. i owe you ginger bikkies!!!! wuv j00!

still in a weird mood.... always in a weird mood. cant sleep at all, surviving on zopiclone. restless. confused. i KNOW there are no answers, why wont the questions leave me alone? but thats a different story.....

for now, leaving you with the picture of my arty toenails.....


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