Shitty day

I had a shitty shitty day. Worse than yesterday... I suppose... just about. I felt so bad about something that happened yesterday that I felt ill, developed diarrhoea, and also a searing migraine that lasted the whole day and is still sort of here. It eased off towards the end of the afternoon, after I took a couple of paracetomol someone gave me. I didn't have any appetite for lunch at all, and it seems like almost everyone is giving me the cold shoulder at work.

Tomorrow is going to be horrible and hectic in the morning, and boring and bum-numbing in the afternoon, followed by a party at Jonathan's work. I feel like shit, really ill, hated and like I'm a walking lump of turd.

That just about sums everything up I think.

written on 15 December 2004 at 6:04 p.m.

7 MAY 2005 14:00 UTC+0000 since the wedding!