- I'm on my period. Dammit I've never been skinny enough not to have these blighters that make me reach for the Dairy Milk, Nurofen and hot water bottles every single month.
- My Significant Other/Affairer/Man is still away, with his fucking girlfriend, and has texted me.. uhh, three times, and phoned me.. uhh, once. In nearly two weeks.
- My two best friends are doing something with another friend of ours sans moi this evening.
- My other main group of friends are doing something on Thursday that I'm not even invited to.
- On Saturday, I was having emotional issues, as I do now and again. I was listening to Take That (unrelated, but mention-worthy) and sat with a penknife pressed against my arm. I didn't do anything with it, I just sat there until I came to my senses and put it down. I have noooo idea what I intended, it was sort of.. trance-y, but seemed to make sense for three minutes and twenty-nine seconds, the length of Shine.
- I proceeded to get drunk (very quickly, after having not eaten much all day) with some friends and I think tell one of my close friends who was vaguely in-the-know much more than I wanted to about my eating issues.
I feel so stupid.