Daylight savings is a stupid idea. I mean, not that I'm going to lose any sleep over it, that's not my nature. But it's a damned stupid concept. Let's move an hour, to make the days seem longer! You know what? Let's not. The only thing we change is the damn clocks. Cows still need milking at the same time, etcetera, etcetera. It's just a stupid idea. And we have a weirdly long daylight-saving period here since a couple of years ago, when they decided to shift the changes from roughly March and labour-weekendish...

Gets out of bed at 07:50am, decides it's too frigging cold, goes back to bed, and eventually breakfasts around 10:00am.

The weather threatens, so she has not gone to the gym, but oh, she wants to - she just doesn't want to get soaked in transit. She misses her car.

She desperately wants to poop, but the last couple of times, her flatmate has gone into the toilet straight after her, and said, "woah, did you do a shit?", even though she has used toilet-spray...

So I didn't take my meds in to my appointment with my keyworker.

And it was probation who narked on me.

Jens (my psychiatrist) came into my appointment to briefly assess what's going on. He said I'm not sleeping enough and I'm going far too fast - basically I'm still elevated - and he would really like me to be taking my medication. I told him it's not going to happen. He said, well what if you get depressed again? And I said, then I'll start taking it again. So he's...

So.

Some yellow-bellied cur has narked on me. Some rapscallion worthy of digestion in the stomach pit of the abyssal wyrm. Indeed.

The important thing, is to find out who. And once I find out who, then with that person, I am no longer friends.

I received a call from a withheld number at 08:04AM this morning, so I answered, and it was Judy, asking me to bring in all the medication I haven't taken. I said I would, but then after I hung up, I thought, you...

Well, yesterday was interesting. Sort of. So Leisa finally got us our waste-water pipe, and I was basically dancing around the house going "yaaay". We did a load of towels and it was all good, so I assumed I was safe to do the first (of many) load of my own washing. Anywho, we both left the house. Me, because yesterday was Mum's birthday and I was going over to visit her, and Sam, because she wanted to go to Southmall. Well, whatever.

I was almost at the Otahuhu bus depot,...

The ones who I think are my main creepers, anyway. It's nice to know who you guys are, and I don't at all have a problem with your ninja-style blog reading.

I want. To do. My washing. So bad.
I have temporarily given up on showering, which makes me feel yuck, but the reality is, there's no point having a shower and getting all nice and clean, and then only having dirty clothes to put on. I really, really hope that Leisa brings the waste-water pipe tomorrow, then I can do...

The crazy thing about being this high is you just can't comprehend other people's depression. I mean, generally I can empathise, even though I'm really not very good at it. I do try. But I read all this stuff about how other people are really low and they want to die and their life isn't worth living, and there's a part of me that says, CAN'T YOU SEE HOW BEAUTIFUL EVERYTHING IS? HOW BEAUTIFUL YOU ARE?

Because all I can see at the moment is how good things are. I can see how my bed...

Hey, this is just a random request. I know that there are some of you out there following my blog, and I would like to know who you are so I can return the favour. If you are a regular reader of this blog, please comment, or write on my wall, or PM me or something, so that I know.

Thanks!

. . . that on the 21st of September 2012, at 1830hours, Viscus_Aduro achieved 99 Firemaking. First 99, first skillcape. Victory is miiiiiine. Sort of.

Court: took all damn day. Got up at 8:30am, got to court around 9:30am. The general rule with court is as long as you turn up before 11:00am, you'll be okay, because there's simply so many people to see duty solicitors that you have to wait ages. Anyway, by the time I finally got seen by a duty solicitor, it was 11:30am.
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So I had dinner. Early, but hey, it felt like the right time. 2x cups of broccoli & cauliflower medley (it's what the packet says, I swear), 1x cup of mixed vegetables (peas, carrots, corn beans), 2x slices of bacon. Was. Excellent. I am awesome.

And so far today I have:
-visited probation (and bugged my probation officer for an hour, who is worried about my being high)
-visited New World and bought more junk food
-cooked dinner
-did the few dishes...