well, what can i say....

done a little bit of work today, which im quite pleased about. i even read most of that really confused article about frell knows what-took a lot of courage i tell you. had to stop when i found myself falling asleep at the desk. but my dear media player kept me awake

then andy texted me (andy is a very amusing yorshire person who does jitsu, chemistry part time at uni, and works as a labmunkeh at the hospital.) he complained bitterly about being broke and noone loving him. poor andy.

then, i had a fight with Microsoft Word. it won.

up early again tomorrow. babies. Another day of sensible clothes and horible trains.....

had a phone call from eastbourne psychiatric ward today. chris is still very down, very unhappy, and being dosed up with pills. makes me mad. but according to Sumitra, my mental health expert, they cant do any other therapies before theyre past the acute stage. feels like this saga will never end.... sigh

i really should do some work. but too tired. so ill just go to bed instead. oh and i need a shower. i SMEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL*HOLDS NOSE*