monkey condoms

Hello, it's me again. Well, who else? Now for a post on my uninteresting day.

In the early hours of today, the evil bingemonkey got me. It's that bloody biscuit bar, I can't resist them. I only had five chunks of it, but still, that's 163 calories. I've got the rest in my drawer. I should throw it out, but then I'd be wasting a biscuit bar wouldn't I? And I'd feel even more guilty wasting it than bingeing.

Anyway, onward with today. Heather (my support worker) really gets on my nerves, but she takes me out places which has three uses - 1. I get out of the house, 2. I get exercise and 3. I can use the old "eating in, eating out" trick, which is quite useful. We went to Walsall today, I got a new Living Dead Doll, a new top and some Sobranies (which I'm going to use as a reward - if I lose a pound in weight, I can smoke one that day). Oh yes, and some condoms. That was SO funny. I was flirting with the girl at the counter at Boots, I asked her if she thought these condoms were any good. That's the reason I bought them, for a dare - but you never know, they might come in handy .... ;)

Back home now. Should be doing something useful, like writing my novel. Maybe I will.

PS. The monkey is metaphorical. I have no monkey. Only cats.