Finding a Cure or Ominous Angsty Dribble of Nonsense

So my own theory to get through the double depresso is to get out of the house and like, do stuff.

And today we are extreme-testing it by literally dragging our feet to meet el Drew and visit 2 degree shows. Can't think of a worse idea. Looking at art instead of making it. Ngngn

And obvs all these doses of double depressos aren't good for decent writing, esp in a crowded train courtesy of those pesky engineering works. 

I feel ugly and fat. And  I'm riding the ugly train. 

1st Smile of the day : I found a copy of The Sun, I should keep it in case it all gets too much.

Here's ominousity picture cos like you can't be expected to read this

angsty dribble