Tripped a headwire

[smokingboot]

Well that was interesting.

Weird fainty vertigo trippy thing, everything suddenly moving backwards slowly....staggered to the stairs. Fell down them. Came around about 15 minutes later. I appear to have officially swooned. My right side is really hurting, but apart from that, this wooziness is actually quite cool. Whenever I close my eyes I see a great big jasmine. It's pretty.

This was in the middle of a call to a customer; very professional, I could tell he was impressed.

Right. No more sleeplessness, no more stressing out, no more mooching around thinking too hard about my money my job my novel my cat's cystitis my love my hair my pc my desire to buy a boat and live on the Thames. Enough already. Time for cake and a good film. Still haven't seen Brokeback Mountain you know; nobody wants to share gay cowboy porn with me.

*Pouts. Sulks. Dreams of cake and chaps*

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The local GPs

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Messrs Maim and Death make the surgery a phrase needful of inverted commas. Whatever's up, it can't be as bad for me as they are! But as I fear a mighty telling off from certain excellent chums, if it happens again, I will indeed go and see my gp.

In the meantime, I will enjoy this general fuzzy headspace and wish I had an eclair.