Stuff and things
Grumble grumble.
I want to be well. I want to run jog/walk/jog/walk for 25 minutes, go mad on the cross-trainer for 30 minutes, stretch, lift weights and do assisted pull-ups for 30 minutes, cool down on the exercise bike, stretch some more, walk home. I want to be able to do all that *and* breathe. I miss my trainer :-(
I've banned an acquaintance from commenting on my journal, they were being a prick. no. Not going to accept *it's all about me* crap on my journal. I was going to write something nasty here, but nah.
The London bi/poly/goth scene is so small and so inter-connected, argh! People have been talking about something that I didn't expect anyone to be interested in. Ho hum, I talk about people too. Actually, for someone who can be really good at keeping other people's stuff private, I gossip rather too much!
I had wibbles earlier. I am so blooming sick of being insecure. Insecurity leads to suicidal thoughts for me (don't worry, I'm perfectly safe, I'm a bit of a physical coward). I'm so sick of this. My psychiatrist is going to poke the psychologist who was *supposed* to be giving me therapy... maybe one day I'll be fixed. One day.
Ungrumble:
bethanthepurple is so flipping lovely. Thank you for being great, mate :-)
I have such lovely friends and lovers.
I'm meeting up with an interesting person tomorrow (hopefully).
I have a new shirt, it is silly. reddragdiva asked for a pic, so I took one in a silly pose with a sticker on my face. Behold:
I want to be well. I want to run jog/walk/jog/walk for 25 minutes, go mad on the cross-trainer for 30 minutes, stretch, lift weights and do assisted pull-ups for 30 minutes, cool down on the exercise bike, stretch some more, walk home. I want to be able to do all that *and* breathe. I miss my trainer :-(
I've banned an acquaintance from commenting on my journal, they were being a prick. no. Not going to accept *it's all about me* crap on my journal. I was going to write something nasty here, but nah.
The London bi/poly/goth scene is so small and so inter-connected, argh! People have been talking about something that I didn't expect anyone to be interested in. Ho hum, I talk about people too. Actually, for someone who can be really good at keeping other people's stuff private, I gossip rather too much!
I had wibbles earlier. I am so blooming sick of being insecure. Insecurity leads to suicidal thoughts for me (don't worry, I'm perfectly safe, I'm a bit of a physical coward). I'm so sick of this. My psychiatrist is going to poke the psychologist who was *supposed* to be giving me therapy... maybe one day I'll be fixed. One day.
Ungrumble:
bethanthepurple is so flipping lovely. Thank you for being great, mate :-)
I have such lovely friends and lovers.
I'm meeting up with an interesting person tomorrow (hopefully).
I have a new shirt, it is silly. reddragdiva asked for a pic, so I took one in a silly pose with a sticker on my face. Behold: