Or was it a bad morning?

I was having so much trouble concentrating, and then when I finally could concentrate, instead of concentrating I fixated, and unfortunately it was upon sad and depressing things.

So I mean, I probably should have taken quetiapine, but it was nearly midnight by this point so I decided not to. And well . . . just before I went to bed, (after midnight), there may have been a small amount of SH - but nothing major. Just stuff. And I'll probably...

Sam I am is in hospital. (My friend and ex-flatmate.) She's alright at the moment, but she's been severely NOT alright. She was in respite at the end of last week, but her voices got really bad and after she was found on the train tracks and had to be restrained, they put her in hospital.

She's doing okay. She's working towards once more maintaining as much wellness as she can and hopefully getting out on Friday. I'm glad I visited her, it's reassuring to see her and just validate...

Well, tomorrow Jon gets his first paycheck. Now of course I don't like that he wants to spend his money to go and get me nice things and take me out, but at the same time I can't help feeling excited about going out with him.

He wants to take me out to eat at a really good Mexican restaraunt downtown; he's taken me there once before, and the food is very good and at a very reasonable price!

There's one other thing he really wants to do, and I wish he wouldn't...