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, 27 February 2024

Were it not that it is generally a bit fatal, I could rteally culturally appropriate some demigraning trepanation about now

 So migraine

Such crippling muscle fatigue

Have had a run of barely being able to walk

Sleep is so messed up

Was awake until almost 6am yesterday, lying in bed with painful pin and needles in my face style headache

Such fucking fun


Winning


The run of my health being shit has meant I have got through a lot of audio books, and some actual reading, as I have been needing to avoid screens a lot.  Have almost finished my whole Goodreads challenge for the year already, 25 books of my 26 book goal done and February isn't even over yet.

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