Nine.

The EgoDOOM meme... nine... oh dear...

Having a Bad Day. One of *those* days. Kept awake by drumming, then couldn't rest, then Wierd Dreams, then woke too early, then overslept.

So I got ot work at 09:10 which felt so late. I had been getting in BY half eight, being productive... It's all part of the New Me. I have goals. They are written down.

Today I am still being progressive, but just feel so slack and nasty and grrr.... actually sleepy and creative and a bit pathetic.

Nine... but ?

Okay so I feel warm and fuzzy and flattered. That could be the caffine, but I doubt it.

Will be working on the questionnaire, and hopefully will have the initial one ready early next week. Any one who would be willing or interested in taking part in self harm / self injury research (blood samples not required, only an interest, not necessarily *experience*) your input will be much appreciated.

Last night I cooked, I cleaned, and was irritated by noisey music (drumming) played by my neighbours because I was trying to read and get an early night.
Soon I will be wearing purple.

Purple... Nine... *symbology*

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