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2nd of April 2004

Oh god I'm in a state. I feel sick, I'm shaking like a leaf, I am paler than a vampire, I'm cold and hungry. All because I drank too much coke and this is the inevitable crash in my blood sugars. I've eaten a packet of crisps (my last packet) and I've eaten three quarters of a slice of German Rye Bread (which tastest like vinegar). After these I don't really have anything I can make as such. There's soup I suppose, but there's nothing wholesome in the soups I have - they're all liquid and I don't have any bread or anything.

I got up to feed myself because I couldn't sleep. The fact I couldn't sleep wasn't helped by the sudden realisation that I completely forgot about my appointment with the woman from the Accommodation office at lunch today. I'll have to apologise and see if I can get another appointment soon. It doesn't stand in my favour though.

"Yes I'm having real cash problems, I urgently need an appointment"

"Sorry I missed my appointment, I was busy and forgot about it"

I also remembered earlier, when I was in the pub, that I haven't paid off the remaining student fee that I couldn't afford when they so helpfully cut off my computing account. If I can't log in tomorrow I will not be best pleased. I don't intend on paying the remaining sum tomorrow though, I have decided. There is simply no way I can afford it all. I will ring and offer them £125 of the £250 and the remainder next month. If they refuse I will simply tell them they can cut my account off and I will simply use another option (nmamely my own machine for the shell account and IRC, and my mtlwebdesign email account) because there is just no way I can afford to give them so much money again. I've not been able to go shopping for a long while because of them, and I do not plan on going any longer without stocking my cupboards.

Tomorrow I also plan on ringing my Mum in the evening and asking her where in the name of gods the cheque is for the deposit on my new car insurance which she keeps claiming I will receive. Thanks to her telling me I would have this money I have now cancelled repayment of my current insurance, and they are now practically kicking my door down demanding payment or cancellation of services. What I need to do is cancel the existing and buy the new insurance, but I can't do that without the money she has repeatedly promised me. Thanks mum, you've been a real help.

...My god, rye bread tastes shit on its own. Wonder what else I can eat? Hmmmm I'd forgotten about these digestive biscuits. They'll do quite nicely.

I know I'm going to be fucking knackered when I drag myself out of bed at 6. That's only 4 and a half hours away from now. I've got to get out of bed straight away too, as I will need to pack and give the car the once-over to make sure it's condition is good enough to get me to Newbury in one healthy living piece. Then I will go to work and work solidly on the mind numbing tedious task of resizing pictures of drunk people for the OLU website before then getting into the car and driving the 4 hour drive to Newbury, where I will almost certainly collapse on the spot and have to be dragged to the nearest bed/sofa/carpeted area.

Well the shaking seems to be subsiding, I don't feel sick and I'm not cold anymore. I'd say that's a marked improvement. I'm not sleepy as such though.

Blog #95, posted at 00:35 (GMT)