Had a surprisingly good day despite wanting to kill myself the whole time.
Naomi is lovely and she has a cute accent.
& I got posters from Goodman as a birthday pressie :D They're bloody fantastic.
Unfortunately my OCD has got worse and I'm borderline agoraphobic but no panic attacks, which is a good thing. Plus i had coffee.
I'm really knackered today, didnt get to sleep until 4 then woke up at 7 from a recurring nightmare, managed to drift off again and had to get up at 10. Lack of sleep is driving me mad.
Eww and when i was trying to sleep, I heard my parents at it. Sickkk.
But today has been good even though I had to get buses to Leeds and back on my own.
The one going to Leeds was surviveable. Few people were on it :) The one coming back was disasterous though. First I didnt know what bus to get on, then the driver was a complete asswipe, then it was totally packed and to top it off, a fat woman sat next to me and took away all my space. I submerged myself in writing though. It seems my ideas come to me when I'm travelling. So i guess all is ok.
When I got home, I showed my mum my pics and she asked if I had an orgasm over them. Then she proceeded to tell me that Durex are beginning to sell condoms that are 8 & 1/2" long with an extra inch in width for men who are more endowed. It made me chuckle.
I love my mum.
To make my day better, she made me some angel delight. Which I love.
She hasnt said anything about my arm either; but my sister did. She sat next to me then goes 'Why do you always have scratches on your arm?'
I pretended I didnt hear her and walked off.
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