Bed

I spent most of the day in bed. Mainly because I was a very foolish girl last night and ate a whole packet of chocolate fudge crunch creams. As you canimagine they didn't do my bloodsugar levels any good, and this morning I felt decidedly queasy. This is a problem of mine. Sometimes I just decide to eat myself stupid. I always regret it in the morning, but I don't do it often. I think maybe some people would see a problem with this. They'd maybe see it as a kind of eating disorder. I don't see it that way, to me, it's like maybe going out once in a while and getting totally rat arsed, it doesn't do you much good, and you get a hangover the following morning, but it doesn't make you an alcoholic if you only do it once in a blue moon. I think sometimes you just have to let yourself go, totally pig out on chocolate, or drink yourself insensible, just to relax and forget about the world for a bit. Geh, now I'm sounding like I want to forget about everything, and it's making me sound a bit like I need to be worried about. I don't need worrying about, but I guess saying that will only make people worry more. I think maybe I should shut up before I dig myself any deeper.

Things to be grateful for...
1. The advances in medicine over that last hundred years that make me still alive today
2. Uplifting (yet soppy) films
3. Keira Knightley (Can't wait for king arthur to come out!)