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Haven't posted for a little while, mainly because I haven't had a lot to say I guess. Things that had me upset last week seem to have settled down a little. After a few days when I was convinced the tablets were just a complete waste of space I've stopped worrying about it now. They were or they don't. If they don't then I'll sort something else out - the doc was fairly responsive when I went to see him last thursday so all is good.

Had a fairly nice weekend, although there were a few... issues that I probably shouldn't rant about. Lessee, saturday morning I died my hair. It's a nice tone of blue/black now, Asian sort of colour which I like. When I have it gelled it just looks darker. Gone for random ruffled spiking with the gel, punkish style which I quite like. It's long enough to do that without looking weird.

Guess I've decided to have a little change of dress and image again. Try and catch up a little with the fashions possibly. Bought some new clothes, some nice 'dirty' look jeans, a couple of tropical style shirts which are in fashion. New t-shirt, denim jacket... actually looked some way fashionable when I went out Saturday night which was a bonus.

Heh, I'm going so gay. Worried about fashion and dying my hair? Sheesh.

Anyway...

Bloody hell, it stinks in here. Someone has decided to heat up a curry or something in the microwave. Grah!

So, yes was out Saturday night. Despite the various stresses placed upon the evening it was a good night out, until the point where the tablets started reacting with the alcohol and made me very sick. Spent most of yesterday feeling like death warmed up. Made me very sensitive and cranky, something my long suffering girlfriend discovered first hand when I got moody at her. How she puts up with me I have no idea. I love the girl, she has endless patience with me. I hope she realises how important she is to me. I think she does.

Anyway, I should probably get on with some more work. Geeze this curry smell is going to drive me mad.

Tah tah.