I didn't want to post till I could do it without crying. Something shifted in my brain last night and I'm like... I'm not okay. I am so very not okay. But I've managed to put most of it over to one side where it's not going to keep making me cry. At least today ( Read more... )

I want you to imagine a TV show happening with a split screen, like they did on 24 and... that other TV show, I can't remember what it was called. Both screens are showing the story of the same protagonist ( Read more... )

Bye now, 2010. I can't call this one a bad year or a good year - I lost my Dad, but my greatest fear had been that I'd lose him without finding him first, and that didn't happen. Spike got cancer, but we fought it and (touch wood) we won. The DWP and my own glands conspired to undermine every foundation holding me up, but I'm still standing ( Read more... )

You know that feeling you get just before you realise that you've left the gas on, or an oven glove on a hot stovetop, or your keys/child/dog in the car, or something? That urgent sense of imminent disaster that you can prevent as soon as you remember just what it is ( Read more... )

WIN!

( Cut for whiny and depressing )

miintikwa is doing a monthly One Card Draw today. You should go look.

I has a date for DWP tribunal: 27th Jan.

*flailpanic*

* bullet pointed for my convenience ( Read more... )

Appeal denied ( Read more... )

I was telephoned this morning by a cheerful man from the DWP who did his best, in the manner of a religious zealot knocking on the door, to convince me that losing my appeal would be a Good Thing full of Fresh New Opportunities for Productive Work ( Read more... )