So much to say, but no voice.

As evidenced by the pitiful lack of content this month, I have not been in a writerly state of mind.

When I don't write, it's usually because I'm doing quite poorly. And I'll be honest with you: I'm not feeling the best. I don't feel like eating (which is upsettingly uncharacteristic). I'm very tired. I sleep badly. Work stresses me more than it should. I'm getting out and about, thanks to many wonderful friends and a strange, brilliant, purple-haired girl who I'm seeing a lot of lately... but people are tiring me out and I don't know how to recharge.

I'm going to get some tests done tomorrow so hopefully I'll find out whether there's anything physically wrong. Otherwise I don't know what I'm going to do. I can't bear this fatigue. I have the desire to do things, but I feel kind of like a cigarette lighter that's nearly out of fluid. Flick spark. Flick spark. Flick nuthin'. Sorry, no fire today.

Anyway, for the sake of filling in gaps, here are a few things that have happened to me this month.

One
I have a purple hedgehog.

Imogen (Igor on the weekends)

Two
Because my grandma has gone into care and we are selling her house, I have inherited her collection of jewellery findings. Said collection is currently splayed across my father's living room floor. I'm working on converting it from this...

...into something a little more like this.

Three
I played my first RPG... sort of.
(Fiasco: probably the closest you'll ever come to being a character in a Coen brothers movie. It's not so much a game as a collaborative narrative, and you don't play to win, but to propel yourself and everyone else as far up shit creek as possible. Roaring good fun.)

Four
I woke up one morning literally shouting "ASSHOLE" in Claire's ear. Strange dream.

Anyway, more apologies for my lack of productivity. I hope I start to feel better soon. Honestly, I've come up with plenty of things to write about - things I really want to write about - but even this short update was a real trial.

Wish me luck.