Disclaimer

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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Tuesday, 9 July 2019

Feeling Loved

Once again the Semi-Imaginary-One has cancelled on me because his flatmate had other plans and I am not worth socialising with unless it is a group hang.

So fucking special.




In other news, started uni yesterday.  The effort of going to class led to a six hour nap immediately after getting home.  And then still sleeping a full night.
My body is lame.

The night before I had also sleep well, especially considering it was on Simon's guest bed.  I had had dinner with him, seeing him for on the second time since I got back from Canada.  And it was the first proper catch up I'd had with him in a very long time.

I seem to be falling back into very hermit-y patterns.

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