The Return of Gothnova*

It is clearly my week for listening in disbelief! All around me relationships are combusting, some like old landmines and others like...like...




Let us put to one side the Grudge of Centuries referred to in my earlier post. Let us forget psychotic hatred and turn our attention instead to neurotic paranoia, which, whilst lacking the passion of the earlier example of insanity, has so much more scope for variety of misunderstanding.

( Utter rubbish no-one needs to read but I need to get rid of )

Tomorrow I am going somewhere that always calms me down, the British Museum. I'm going to stare at dead people. They may be rotting in bandages, having had their brains pulled out through their noses, but they still make more sense than some of the living around me.

Next time I write an entry, it's going to be something cheerful.

*I really need a gothnova icon.