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Corrosive Shame
Therapy for Life
Looking up...
After last evening's frustration I'm feeling a lot better today. Thanks to people both online and in real life I feel I have prevented a break-down of perspecective, and I'm sure when this little thing I call a debrief is done, and I've shaved, I will be at one with the world again.

Last night, in between scribbling words and phrases like "dithering", "distasteful sycophancy" and "resign", I had perhaps one of the most interesting, rewarding and open MSN conversations to date. Sometimes it really works to relax ones masks, with the help of the semi-anonymising Internet etc. and just chat. Tragically it eventually descended into frotting, but another time I shan't relax that much. Word of yesterday - Neuschwaben.

This morning I went to the opticians to have a check-up and to talk about Contact Lenses (the next element of my midlife crisis) and he gave me the good news that I'm blind enough to get free eye-tests. At least, I am if he writes my prescription in "British Standard Notation". Go me! Saved me the hassle of claiming the costs back from work at least.

So, someone remind me - what's this real world thing about?

Current Mood: okay okay
Current Music: Shakespear's Sister - I Don't Care

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