Last night my mood dropped. Checked the pill packet... still a few days away from the impending depression. Nevertheless, I started the intake of Evening Primrose Oil, with such insane mood swings you can never be too prepared. I went for a lie down on my bed then came to the conclusion that my only salvation was nail varnish. When feeling down, what is better than having a girly moment sat on a comfy bed painting one's nails? Nothing. A bit of red nail varnish and I was sorted. A true miracle. A blessing to female [and cross-dressing] kind. I'm not one of those 'I love black and white photos' types, they are nice enough but I love colour. Colour makes me happy, bright and cheerful. In my improved mood I came to the conclusion that way too much time spent in front of my computer had been to blame. Not one to take risks though, I have been taking the Evening Primrose Oil today just to be safe. Can't be risking mood swings while the boyfriend visits for the weekend. Typical man who cannot understand that these irrational feelings and moods are not controllable. Apparently a man would have no problem with it.
Clearly not one for learning lessons though, I have spent the whole day in front of the computer again. My only real alternative is sitting in front of the TV and then I feel I'm not being productive. I can't win. I have been a busy girl though, the website is coming along nicely. Not too much left to do to it now though. But like any design I have created in the past, I have looked at this one too much and I am starting to hate it. It could be so much better. No-one is going to like it after all this. All thoughts that I often have after I have seen my work for way tooooooooo long. I do get some crazy satisfaction from playing with the links on my computer, pretending it is already a working website. So proud and happy with myself for learning how to do something new after my brain's 6 month holiday. Whatever will I learn next? Maybe how to do a press-up so I don't feel naughty when I sit that part out in my exercising. I still can't even master the girly one, nevermind a full-on man press-up.
i've had my iTunes on random today... overplayed my 3 main albums of the moment so thought I would give them a break. but why do I have half the music that I have??? It is my music. It is my random mix of jumbled up tastes. It is all stuff that I have loved and overplayed in the past. So why do I skip past so many of them? Maybe back to the overplayed 3 for the rest of the day, because I spend more time skipping than I do actually listening to songs. Did have a bit of a smile to myself though when the conga came on.
Jobs Applied For_ 0
Tears_ 0
Litres of Vimto Flowing Through Me_ Too many
