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February 13th

I am ill.

Have a cold and can't talk. My job is talking. I tried not to do that all day. I was quite good at it.
I have also done something to my back so as I can't stand up straight. I am in bed and it's not 9:00 yet. This is the best place for me.

I have a sink that is too small and a bathroom cabinet that is too big. Who thought that would be a good idea? Not the person paying for it to be sure. It also doesn't drain for some reason as the bottom of it seems to be flat. It's rubbish.

I can't get any cold water in the kitchen. It worked and it worked and then one day (when I wasn't there obviously) it stopped working. No-one seems to know why.

The floorboards in the bedroom have started creaking really loudly. How did that happen? When I have to get up 20 times per night because I need the toilet or I am overheating and need a drink then makes me need the toilet it's super loud.

There is a nasty draft.

Oh new stuff on the piles of old stuff. Mental illness personified on the objects reaching for the sky.

It's been quite warm today. Like an ok summer day warm. In February.

Well I will try and go to sleep now.

I am not sure if I hate Valentines day more than Christmas Day. I have that to look forward to tomorrow. Hope you all have a nice time. I had some Wotsits on dry bread for tea.

Cheers for that.

No wonder I am ill.

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