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Can't sleep again - got my quarterly check-up from the neck up tomorrow. While I know that this consists of nothing more than five minutes in the company of a completely different shrink to last time, during which I will probably only have to give one word answers to three or less questions in order to satisfy them that I'm not going to go out and destroy society or some shit (read: I'm doing well and getting out more), I still get nervous. Mostly because I don't want my meds put back up again - did the zombie thing, doesn't work for me. I quite like being able to think and react to things, and not just have to sleep all the time, thank you very much.

Still, I may very well be able to persuade dad to take me into Waterstones afterwards... yay books!

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Listening to The Museum of Everything on BBC7, they came up with this little gem on education in the distant future:

"Well, class, back in the ancient twenty-first century people worshipped deities called Pop Idols. In the mythology of the time, it was believed that these warbling sirens were created by a strange, two-headed creature called the Antondec and a sinister figure known only as Doctor Fox."

*shrug*, made me laugh ;)

STOP PRESS!

Ahahaha! The shrink, he has spoken, and he has said that I'm making such good progress that one last appointment to check all's well, and they'll discharge me back into normal GP care!

And the Melanie visits will be ending shortly after that too...

Wow.