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Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.

It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.

Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.






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Sunday, 3 February 2019

Being a statistic

I just read a HuffPo article about the real causes of depression and other common mental health problems.
Too much of the information applied.
There is something unsettling about fitting the statistics so well.  I am just missing the intravenous drug habit/addiction issues that it suggests I am massively likely to have.

Such fun.

In other news, I failed to human today.  I washed, but never finished getting dressed and sat about the house all day in t-shirt and boxers.

At least Friday saw a quick trip out to get some groceries, and waste some voucher by accidentally buying the wrong thing for too much, after I had spent the afternoon waiting for the plumber to come work on my hot water.  Hopefully the cylinder now behaves until I am out of the place.

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