Number of job apps walked to the office and handed over: 1
Remembering to bath before item 2: 1
Words of potential Billy Tallent/Gus Knickel story: 2400
Misheard song lyrics used as titles: 1
£20 notes given by bbd for "being good": 1
There are days when I really wonder about manic depression. Somewhere underneath the headaches I know that I veer all over the place. Then I tell myself that the cycles are way too short. And then I think about it some more and the universe feels fucking fantastic right now and I don't want to think about this at all. Because I don't want to consider that I might not feel like this tomorrow. Today everything is fantastic (except the bit when I gave dosk a book he already had - I can see myself at misanthropic books on Tuesday seeing if I can trade it in). I think all this stuff might just be a sign of being terribly self-centred and always have been wanting to be different.
You didn't really need to see me try and work the brane out, did you?