Here I am at home on a Saturday feeling sorry for myself. I am a victim of the flu. I am grumpy, and there are a whole heap of things I should be doing but am not. For instance eating, shopping, cleaning, and fuck knows what else. Just Human stuff that I should be doing, like sorting out my dirty clothes.

I woke up in the middle of the night having had a weird dream. It started in Crofton Downs shopping center, except the shops were different. I got conned and bought a crappy PDA from a pawn shop with the last of my money. Next minute I was walking down the railway line alone pondering to myself that if I had a bicycle I could sabotage the shop and get away in time before the police got there. The next minute I’m at an outdoor speach where I think a drill sargent is drilling us. Strange thing is we were all half naked. Then I woke up. Went to the bathroom. Felt really sorry for myself and greived a little for Amber.

Today I went to the morning NA meeting and had coffee with my peeps afterwards at Eva Dixons. I had scambled eggs on toast and a Soy Bowl Latte. I had a game of Dance Revolution and a game of Pool. I am getting better at Dance Dance Revolution and cant wait to play babe again. I’m going to go shopping now. Ciao Belle.