Just a bit depressed.
No overdoses, no great trauma. (I know it sets a bad impression every time I'm off for a few days. I do try not to do it but that's easier said than done...)
No internet account. Fell out with man in caff over his lack of protection which keeps shutting the computer down when I do something as simple as trying to browse youtube. (He thinks I'm doing something weird. I say well what's this? And show a page I was suddenly teleported to ~ absolutely blank. And blah blah blah and so on.
Heavy limbs. Heavy mind. Trash all over my abode (they say one's living quarters mirror one's mind, in which case I'm an intellectual rubbish dump...)
And so on and so on. All hamsters are OK, including Pingpong, who did a 12-hour wheel-rambling session on Saturday night...
Sorry not to have been in touch; it's all due to factors beyond my control.
Soon as I get another proper internet account with broadband that actually works (a great problem near my house, where the telephone network seems not to have changed since 1946) I shall go back to normal: ie posting banal trifles 'most every single day!
Profiles in Recovery - I will write something "real" soon... but in the mean time there is this. It's "real" but it's recycled. Lol Much love and care to all.... Annette
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