A catalogue of a neurotic masochistic middle-aged woman's sorrow, stupidity and self-indulgence. Why I do this to myself is the perennial question. Yes I must be a masochist.
Tuesday, 3 November 2015
OK I am cured (I think)
OK I am cured. I have just decided to stop being a wimp and whinge and am now contemplating deleting this bloody blog of evidence. It might be amusing to look back on it some time in the future though.
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