Played BF2 til late - 'kin good games, but unranked server, ARSE!... got drunk, ran out of booze, bought more... slept! Finally before midnight? Not sure about that one... was well pissed. And I guess I needed it after this shite week.
Upped the dosage, didn't change it, cos he said it's not the drugs its the bleedin' depression. 'Kin ay! Well, that was a new experience then! Mania and feeling completely out of my tree and in next doors garden, unable to trust my own judgements and whether I was reasonable/rational. Just great.
Anyway, not there any more, so that's one thing, but currently in self imposed exile cos I just don't trust myself at the mo.
Dammit Jim, I'm an actor, not a doctor!
**DUPATE**
Know I was pissed, there's no bread or bacon left in the house....!
Upped the dosage, didn't change it, cos he said it's not the drugs its the bleedin' depression. 'Kin ay! Well, that was a new experience then! Mania and feeling completely out of my tree and in next doors garden, unable to trust my own judgements and whether I was reasonable/rational. Just great.
Anyway, not there any more, so that's one thing, but currently in self imposed exile cos I just don't trust myself at the mo.
Dammit Jim, I'm an actor, not a doctor!
**DUPATE**
Know I was pissed, there's no bread or bacon left in the house....!