I'm so tired. It's because I'm not sleeping well, but there's nothing that's happening. I saw my keyworker yesterday and she said she'd talk to my doctor about it, but we are both doubtful that he will do anything about it. I don't see her again until January 18th.

I'm somewhat glad that my favourite toy is a little blunt. Not dirty, just not as sharp as it once was. This is good because when I was in the mood to cause som major damage, what I did isn't actually that bad. I've been...