Chain of thought

Nathan took Hannah to see some film or other yesterday. He paid for her ticket and bought her sweets and everything. I can’t believe she always gets her men to spend time with her away from the bedroom. In my relationships, women never want to be seen with me in public. I may have to ask her how she does it. Jesus, I’m considering asking my younger slag of a sister for advice on successful relationships. I think I may have hit a new low..

‘A new low’ makes me think of my weight. The good thing about feeling down is that my appetite has disappeared. In the old days I used to ‘comfort eat’ and fight my way past the blues by consuming a chocolate mountain the size of Kilimanjaro, but I’m so determined not to ruin my diet that I’ve gone completely the other way and I’m eating less than Gandhi on a protest. You see - there is always an up side when you’re down.. I may be near suicidal and permanently close to tears, but at least I’m getting thinner while I’m doing it. Unfortunately, wherever my appetite has disappeared to, it’s taken my libido with it.

I’m at the doctors tomorrow. I may ask him if I can have a couple of weeks off work. The internet tells me work stress is quite often a contributor to depression. Mind you, the internet also tells me I can get my penis enlarged for a fiver and that Stan Laurel’s dad is Clint Eastwood, so time for a pinch of salt I think.

RC 26-10-09