Saw the GP the other day. She's switched my perscription for my antidepresant to prozac, as the one I've been using hasn't done much. Hopefully this will ensure that I no longer wish to find out if I can fly when jumping from tall buildings.
I've been very forgetful lately, which is usually an indication of impending asthma attack. Also coughing.
I want to start taking walks, for exersise, but my winter coat is still in storage, and I've not bothered to dig it out. I want a new coat, anyway, as I've gotten a little rounder since I've bought it. Just need to get down to whitechapel market ;)
Shahhe, for the first time ever, groomed me with her tounge. My thumb is now sparkling clean.
Guess that's everything :D