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Just got back from a day in London seeing a psych at CXH and hanging out with the lovely Liss.
Charing Cross was... surprising. Apparently now that I've finally made my parents start calling me Emma, that qualifies me for surgery... riiiiiight. Well, conditional on losing some weight, but still, one referral down, one to go. Other one's Dr Barrat though so goodness knows how that'll go. Find out in five months I suppose.
Other than that, Liss and I hung out, ranted about people we know, ate Wagamamas and I bought a new plushie Totoro backpack and a couple of books I've wanted. Good, if expensive, day. Now I'm just too wired to sleep. Damn.
Charing Cross was... surprising. Apparently now that I've finally made my parents start calling me Emma, that qualifies me for surgery... riiiiiight. Well, conditional on losing some weight, but still, one referral down, one to go. Other one's Dr Barrat though so goodness knows how that'll go. Find out in five months I suppose.
Other than that, Liss and I hung out, ranted about people we know, ate Wagamamas and I bought a new plushie Totoro backpack and a couple of books I've wanted. Good, if expensive, day. Now I'm just too wired to sleep. Damn.