Wednesday wisdom

I’m feeling unsteady on my feet today, yet again. I wonder if this is connected to me hardly going out anymore. Apparently my blood-sugar levels have never been better though. Hmmm. I’m still content to stay in. The only thing that used to get me out was the ex, but thats obviously not an option anymore. I need a new “wing person”. Maybe I should put an ad in the local newspaper. Friendship apps are clearly not for me.

I just had to ring the bank about some minor admin issue. I’d been putting it off because, well, ringing the bank about a minor admin issue is so fucking boring. The guy was nice though Turns out the last person I spoke to hadn’t done certain things to my account they said they had. Glad I kept my notes about that earlier call.

“Angry Game Boy” kicked in the building’s main door earlier so loudly that it genuinely sounded like an explosion. He didn’t slam the door to his flat though. He used to do that so often that his letterbox flap fell off. It’s now been comically off for years. Bless. Maybe I should go over and ask if he wants a calming handyjay.

I think “Loud Phone Lady” on the other side of me has started drinking again, as she’s been making me laugh with her wild outbursts. She’s not been aggressive or scary, just weird in a funny way. Goodness knows why I’m sober. I mean, what am I saving myself for?!

I’m not feeling particularly inspired regarding food. Wondering whether to have a takeaway. Or make egg and chips. I think the potatoes I have are still good. I’ve got a tin of beans & sausages too. Oh yes, this is happening.

Wow, what a life I lead.

My motivation is still very low. It’s not helping that I feel physically weak too. I did just trim my nails, so perhaps I should try playing guitar for a bit. That does require some energy though, which is in short supply at the moment.

I guess I could have a wank. I think I’m into women today, pending the reaction of Angry Game Boy to my sexual advances.

Urgh, I dunno, something else to do with depression or loneliness or anxiety or alcoholism.

I’ll let you fill in the blanks.

Something camp at the end to sign off.

Blah.