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know some of ‘em!) although at one point I did have to
say "I’m sorry, I’m on a lot of medication right now - are
you actually saying these words?" He was. When they
finally found my prescription and called me up to the
desk my new, time travelling friend apologised to me that
he doesn’t give autographs. (Perhaps he’s got a Ringo Star
complex) Now I’m safely back home with my medication
I think I better wash this Tramadol down with a large
Prosecco and decide whether or not to inflict myself on
the public by going out tonight....

25 July 2016 —
Last week I had a really horrible incident that left me in a
lot of physical pain and was so distressing it triggered my
mental illness & put me in to a massive state of distress
which lasted for the next 24 hours to the point where I
had to cancel all social events & prior engagements and
stay within the confines of my own home utilizing all the
"coping strategies" I’ve ever learned. In such situations I
have a choice; get really upset & respond with anger - OR
laugh and make a joke of it, & weather its developed or
inherent I'm lucky enough to have what they call a
"Gallows" sense of humour so, of course, in my usual
style, I coped by making a joke of it. Someone has since
commented to me that they didn't find it funny so I’d just
like to say, that's absolutely fine. No problem. People
don't HAVE to find things funny. We can’t all have the
same sense of humour. Perhaps next time I could go
with getting upset & angry and see if that pans out
preferably? But actually, I agree with Oscar Wilde that
"Life is far too important to be taken seriously." Those
of you who are familiar with me will know I spend plenty