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Monday, 23 December 2019

Sleepiness is weakness of character.

As I had an alarm set for 0700, I went to bed at 2315.

Then came so much lying awake fuming about Shitlord and mentally adding him to the now two people list of people I would like to timetravel to avoid meeting and would do so even if the only way the process worked was to prevent their ever being born.  The other on the list being my problem with Anglicans.
Bunching Shitlord together with that monsters is maybe unfair to Shitlord, but both are manipulative creeps who use people with little regard to the effect that has and play the victim afterwards (suggesting no actual remorse).

I flipped my phone over to see that it was past midnight so I could get angry at myself for failing to sleep.  It was past 0200, which tracked as I had done a lot of fuming.
I got to sleep not too much after that as I needed to pee and in getting up to discovered I had soaked the pillow in nightsweats from the gross face - which I am assuming required I had been asleep for it to happen.

Very tired.  And have multiple appointments.
Stupid failing physical and mental health all needing follow ups.

The weird last dream of the night probably didn't help.  Was like captain planet but clearly cBBC, being a mix of different British girls with elemental powers coming from sort -of-heart shaped talismans.  The Scottish girl had powers of creating chocolate....

And then I get up, shower, write the above and then discover I have run out of porridge.  My breakfast plans....
And now I am making myself late.

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