So I'm really very shaky and not terribly happy today. Not the greatest state to be in when going to talk to temping agencies, but that's what I have to do or I think my dad will finish the job my mum started last night, only he's not afraid to use a butcher's knife.
What I really want to do, of course, is take care of that this morning, watch them leave with a sense of enormous satisfaction, and then run away to Camden and beg for hugs. But if I do that he'll think I'm stalking him, where actually he's just the only person I know that I can *find* right now. I badly need some hugs and I've got the course tonight so I can't find anyone else later on. But I can't go out to him *again* because I did it yesterday. Argh.
God, I feel terrible. I didn't get to sleep until three; couldn't stop crying. Amazed I'm not still crying; maybe just too exhausted.