Hi.

Have run 17 km, 10 with Angeline and Debbie, and have also offset the calories burnt. Have also typed a long-ish post about the weekend but have lost it in cyberspace. Have stared blankly at computer screen. Have given up.

Have also watched 500 Days of Summer. Have watched it for the second time. Have laughed, have wept. Have spiraled into something dark and malignant.

Have had two nightmares about tomorrow. Have woken up with panic attacks. Have had lunch and dinner alone. Have bought chocolate. Have bought several bars. Have not eaten them yet. Have had visions of pigging on them tomorrow. Have not contemplated suicide, yet. Have realised that Have makes up part of Haven. I have none. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. I have reached semantic satiation. I want to Have everything.

Have been trying to be happy with nothing. Have struggled. Have robbed words of their meaning. Maybe I just want to say that I Have, or Have Once Been.