DurAnorak (duranorak) wrote,
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Genius. I hate this idiot, and I am amused, and not a little smug, that a certain female singer of my acquaintance managed to pack out the same opera house doing a song recital and get a standing ovation not long ago. Ha. In your face, signor, and take your vile wife with you.

All this being alone is really not good for me. Apart from having downloaded my own weight in music (which I do all the time anyway) I am becoming more and more unhappy again, which is an unfortunate trend towards what is likely to be an extremely unfortunate Christmas, despite the people I live with being very lovely. I know they're tired of me not being able to do anything, and so am I.

I can't go dancing, or walking, or shopping, or for dinner with friends, all of which are the things that normally keep me going when I get like this. I don't know what the answer is, really, except to wait and hope I get better very soon. Everyone else has a job, because everyone else is saner than I am, so the days are bound to be spent on my own, and daytime television really is just - have I mentioned how much I can't stand Gino D'Acampo? I really cannot stand him.

I don't know what I'm whining at you lot for, it's not like you can do anything, and your virtual presents have certainly made me smile today. :) I'm just...there's nothing else to do. And it's got to the point where I don't want to face my lovely housemates at all because I feel too guilty. And, oh, sod it, I miss the ITGB and my notintheseheels something chronic and I'm not ashamed to admit it.

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