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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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Monday, 16 March 2020

Bureaucratic irksomeness

My psych referral to the North Community team thingee got bounced to the South team, meaning that instead of being in town it is somewhere I have very little ability to get to.
This makes it much less useful and I was not entirely convinced by it as a concept already.

I did the wrong laundry today and am now trying to get the mattress protector dry in time so that I can sleep without voiding my mattress warrenty.  The weather did not behave how I had expected it would.

And almost all the hits this thing is getting continue to be mysteriously from Turkmenistan.

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