traumatron

So, I finally cracked and bought some pills to try and help even out my mood, and to stop me freaking out everytime somone asks me to do something. Calms? Kalms?

If anything, they're making me faintly more irritable, and a bit sleepy. For fuck's sake.

We're pretty much settled into the new flat. Our surroundings are infinitley more palatable now. My rooms are big. They are all warm. My band is broad. My television works.

Stars in Their Eyes is still shit, Isn't it? I watched a child being Bonnie Tyler singing Total Eclipse of the Heart. That was pretty fucking funny.

Her hair was massive.