POORLY

Today has been a bit of a write-off. Got up and thought I was just groggy and tired but ( TMI )

I really should be at a meeting about my course this evening but am really not feeling well enough to leave the house again, having just got back from an appointment in Kentish Town (appointment was over ages ago but I stopped for lunch, which took ages, and was moving very slowly on the way back), so I htink I'm going to sit here and try to sort out my schedule for the next few weeks instead.

No busking today. Would have been okay except no busking = no money. Arse thorns.

And needless to say, I won't be running tonight.

"Give not over thy soul to sorrow; and afflict not thyself in thy own counsel. Gladness of heart is

Had a bit of a lie-down and feel somewhat better, though my back hurts a lot and I still generally feel like roadkill. Also, if the head of Student Services can type, my meeting is on Friday, not today; but I've got busking booked for that time. Hmm. If it comes to it I'll have to miss the busking, but I'm loathe to do so.

Worth reading, discusses anger and temper and stuff. Not a lot of the 'how' but big on the 'why'.

Also this post by feanelwa.

Oh, hell. It's turning into another links post. Here we go:
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