h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Oh. so many sandwich. so much sandwich. the sandwich that which is of all. one might say.

of course, one might then wonder why d one did say, but, if one spent ones life contstantly wondering why one had just said what one had just said, one would never get nothing done, innit.

like this morning;

Bee. I was telling William. the police want to lock her up. they're tryign to protect her from me. or soemthing. but. bees ill... I've got to look after Bee. she's got crhonic lymphomcytic leukimia. and 'wing disease' - we think her wing might have got caught in the door. She's also got some other problems, but I think that's mainly down to her partner, ladybird, and their constantly having sex. poor bee.

the police man was wearing my socks. again. seriously.

err. apparently 2 to 3 hours sleep for a 2nd night on a row doesn't make me much more coherient.

went to bed about 1 something. got up due to bordum and being so damn uncomfy about 3 or 4 I think. I really can't recall. just sat on teh sofa with the IPod and headphones, mainly listening to old rock stuff, and some metal.

had two. err, maybe three cups of tea.

Then, just too tired to concentrate to even just listen to rubbish, so went back up to bed, about 5 or so; was feeling really very wonky, so popped 10 MG hydrocortisone before I went up to re-try the sleeping thing.

damnit. I'm not cut out for a 24 hour world. or day length. and this screws up my medication so much.... Its all based on waking up, taking the 'morning dose', etc. well, I woke up, after not sleeping, and had to take the 'morning dose', then, a few hours later, woke up, after sleeping a couple hours, and low. . . had to take another morning dose.

So I've already had theoretically my entire daily dose.... which just ain't now gona last me through until so-called 'bed time', so I'll have to take a futher, albeit half dose, later, I guess.



MMM. sandwiched.

in bed that is.

William by the wall side of the bed, behind me... then me... and then in front of me, clutched to my chest, bee... and, then, ladybird got in on the action, and was behind bee!

I need a bigger bed, to cope with all the people who want to be in it, at the same time

talking of sandwichs, maybe lunch soon. had a couple of crumpets, for my second waking time of the day, err, circa 11 I think, then went up to the shops with W, got a few things, before he headed off home, until Wednesday, when he's back; as I've finally got some kind of clinic meeting that day... at last- consequently with ten million things they need to be told, and a buch of stuff, hopefully they've got to tell me.
if not.
if they're ... less than helpful. then. - they should be very afraid. or soemthing.

mmm. sandwichs. so tired. maybe I should try nap this afternoon.

Final day of the second, antibiotic, the cipro today, which is probably good, that one always makes me feel a bit... dunno... nauseaous I guess...

its raining... of course, today.

poor bee... I think I'm going to have to go and go cuddle her, most of the afternoon, even if I don't try do any sleeping thing

I wish the policeman hadn't stolen my socks. again.

I sandwiched. two sandches, that is, each with mayo, ham, grated cheddar, cucumber. innit.
poor bee.

gona go cuddle bee soon, after I've drnk another cup of fennel tea, and then try nap and cuddle bee. poor bee. maybe I should take her to see my sonsultant Wednesday... Bee looks tired too... I think she was up all night with raindeer...