Ghost Walks and Starlight Heart-to-Hearts

I currently have the CRAMPS of DOOM. DOOOOOOOM! Blah. It's too hot for this. I'm curled up in bed watching The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe while Fleepz prepares dinner in the kitchen - he is WIN. I love this movie, don't care what anyone else says. I'm feeling very child-like and needy today, and this films fits my mood perfectly.

So it's been a very up and down past couple of days and no mistake.

Good things followed by bad things in a very rapid cycle. Had a mini-breakdown on Weds night, which was timed beautifully with the epic thunderstorm we had down here. Hmmm. Good flashes of optimism and then very bad moments of total gloom. It's weird, and difficult to keep up. I'm going back to the docs on Tuesday morning and will be telling her all about it. I also have to go to the Occupation Therapist too at 4.30 - because, dear readers, I spectuarly failed at getting there last time through mis-timing how long I needed to allow for the journey and then having a panic attack at the train station. I had to call HR in floods of tears and they honestly didn't give a toss - that I was crying, that is. Ah well. Wankers. I've stopped being surprised now that they don't treat me like a human being. I'll go to the appointment on Tuesday and jump through their hoops and see where it gets me. I'll continue to apply for other jobs in the meantime.

On to more recent happenings: Fleepz and I went on a Ghost Walk in Brighton which was rather entertaining if completely un-scary due to it being broad daylight and there being many July 4th celebrations going on around town - for SOME reason. Why? We are not American! Silly!

After that, we ate at a veggie Indian where the staff were rude to us because we looked like freaks, so we got drunk and left a 5p tip. More red wine followed in the Pavilion Gardens and there was ninja weeing, free plastic cups from nice strangers, terrified seagulls and lots of cigarettes and good talks and jokes and all that good stuff. It rocked. It was well overdue and I'm glad we did it. Oh, and we also found an emo boy passed out under a swing on the Level and possibly saved his life. There was even an ambulance! That was cool.

It is still horribly baking hot in Brighton. But it's kinda nice.

One more thing! My dear friend James Newmalden married his Kentuckian lady yesterday! HURRAH! Many congrats to them both and wishes for a long and happy life together.