I haven’t written in a while, other than the "i’m moving to France" and that might change to London, actually. None the less – big change.
Aside from that. I am "eh"
* Work is exTREMELY slow, I need clients like no body’s business.
* I am the largest / fattest i have EVER been in my life. Even larger than my burbank stint
* Mr. man and I were fine, then we weren’t, then we were, now we’re not – we’ll see what the next step is. Relationships are hard and I have no patience and I’m detached and depressed and all of those things, awesome.
* I have no motivation to do much, I lack drive. I get excited about something, then I lose my excitement. Now the tricky part is I don’t necessarily FEEL depressed, but I think I am. I went through a different kind of depression last year, this is all different. I feel content, then I don’t, then I do.
* My immune system is horrid, I’m sure that has something to do with my weight issue as well. another "joy"
* I’m bored.