A little too ironic…
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I found a really cool/tacky pair of jeans. Still fit (if rather tight) but way too banging to wear around the scrubs in this area.
I’ll keep them in the cupboard for when I join a Guns ‘N Roses cover band…
In an alternate dimension there’s ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
Isn’t it ironic
Chain it to the bench like a bank pen /j
Eek! A lion! 🦁
Unkaos. I managed to fill two paper shopping bags with stuff that won’t be worn or no longer fits.
But the downside is I have to find some new clothes that are comfortable
Have a good sleep. Hopefully tomorrow is better
Urgh. I feel like crap. Body aching, oily hair, can’t seem to shift myself to do anything.
Melbcat seemed to be wheezing or dry retching which is a concern. I’ll keep an eye on it.
That sucks. Sounds really stressful. Was there anything that stood out as making you feel uneasy?
Good friends or a therapist could be useful here or even a journal can help see any patterns of behaviour.
I catnapped but didn’t make it the whole way through.
Today I re-crunched the foot I sprained last year. So that’s taped up. My body is one big whack a mole
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