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Spent the weekend drunk.

Cried a lot on Saturday.

Bit pathetic.

Still a couple weeks till the appointment at the miscarriage clinic. I wonder what the hell will happen.

DD deppressed and freaking out a bit. GF depressed. Me depressed.

GF KT180 and I have done a lot of retail therapy. The art therapy was all well and good, but there's nothing quite like buying something, is there? Now we're a tad depressed about being broke.

People , as people do, keep asking me what's been happening? What am I up to? I'm up to working...who cares? We did some screen printing. Um...Jesus, nothing, nothing is happening. I keep putting it out there and putting it out there and putting it out there and getting knock back and knock back and knock back in every area of my life. What's to report?