Well. Erh. Happy New Year?


Well into a little thingy thing then.

I think will remember when I was at school me bashing on about getting blood tests and how I might die.
Well. It was all clear.

Went to doctors on friday. Turns out I have a stress problem/perhaps a mild form of Irritable Bowel! Wooo! I know what's wrong with me!

And me with a stress problem. I never actually saw that coming I never get stressed...
Oh well.

Well. I blame my mam for this. Seeing as she's the only person who makes me want to violently stab something repeatedly until I see happy sheep.

It's harsh yes. But when she screams at me for petty things and then I feel ill (I'm not going into the details, just for all of you.) I think it's fair to say it's her.