posted by
sevenhelz at 08:26pm on 02/05/2009
A few things I've realised:
My post on depression didn't really deal with the whole three years I've been here, not did it delve back further. I might extened to a three or four-parter, with links to stuff about diet in my other blog. Or I may not get round to it. I spend a lot of time not getting round to things.
I am most likely gluten-intolerant again. I am surprisingly placid about this, but possibly this is only because I've suspected it for several months.
Before I met Dave - I don't want to blame this on him, because a person can only change themselves - but before I had been with him, around Christmas to summer last year, I had a lot of certainties, and a lot of opinions which I now think are totally kick-ass. I seem to have forgotten them in the interlude between writing them and rediscovering them. I mean, most of them are in friends-locked posts, so I was clearly nervous of discovery by someone, but I think I know who that person is now, and she can fuck off.
That is all. Right now I need some food, and Dave has gone to visit his friend Tony because we had a row. We had a row by text message. Look at us cool kids. I thought about driving home, but my clutch is fucked. Still, no reason I can't, other than that it'd be slightly terrifying.
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My post on depression didn't really deal with the whole three years I've been here, not did it delve back further. I might extened to a three or four-parter, with links to stuff about diet in my other blog. Or I may not get round to it. I spend a lot of time not getting round to things.
I am most likely gluten-intolerant again. I am surprisingly placid about this, but possibly this is only because I've suspected it for several months.
Before I met Dave - I don't want to blame this on him, because a person can only change themselves - but before I had been with him, around Christmas to summer last year, I had a lot of certainties, and a lot of opinions which I now think are totally kick-ass. I seem to have forgotten them in the interlude between writing them and rediscovering them. I mean, most of them are in friends-locked posts, so I was clearly nervous of discovery by someone, but I think I know who that person is now, and she can fuck off.
That is all. Right now I need some food, and Dave has gone to visit his friend Tony because we had a row. We had a row by text message. Look at us cool kids. I thought about driving home, but my clutch is fucked. Still, no reason I can't, other than that it'd be slightly terrifying.
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