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Hair Raising

Did I mention I’m thinking of having some blonde added to the front of my hair? Time for something different. Maybe on my one non-bad hair day this year! Anyway, it’s a look I like, unless my friendly neighbourhood stylist talks me out of it!

I finally booked the moving of the rest of my stuff into the flat for Thursday the 22nd. It’s costing £40, so a tenner less than it might’ve been.
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This and That

A bit of retail therapy today, in anticipation of being skint very soon (said therapy pretty much guarantees that!). Most importantly, I bought a new jacket for while the weather is still a bit bobbins: I won’t describe the horror that was my only other coat suited to the weather, but suffice it to say this was a necessary purchase.

I’ve been trying to track down someone who would move the rest of my stuff into the flat for less than £50. This is an uncertain situation at the moment, but even if it does cost £50, it’s being done next Thursday or Friday. I hope I can get it cheaper, but enough’s enough.

I decided to re-read some H.P. Lovecraft recently. I realised it’d been about ten years at least since I’d read any of his stuff—I have a three-volume set of his work I bought eons ago.
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Lethargy

Monday was a fairly lethargic day. Batteries are recharging slowly. My insomnia hasn’t improved much, by the way. 🙂

Reflections

I’m going through a period of reflection at the moment. I still feel strange. I can’t turn my feelings on and off at will.

Many thanks to those who have e-mailed me today. Knowing a few people care and understand makes this a little easier—there are always doubts and fears around such a difficult decision. Contact with others makes me feel less alone in this.
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It’s Over

I have left the person I’ve recently been involved with. I had already said this might be for the best, and that this coming weekend should be our goodbye. But following a tense exchange, I decided to put an end to it before more damage was done.
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Taking Control

Still I find myself contemplating the meaning of life, but in some respects this has taken a more positive direction.

I am, in general, feeling considerably more determined to make my life more ordered and less stressful. I don’t have a full set of answers right now, but I’m lucky to be finding writing—both the stuff I complete and numerous scraps I fiddle with and toss aside—increasingly cathartic again. One of the things that stopped me writing much was that I produced something that kinda scared me a bit, during a really dark period, around the early Summer of 1999. But that’s history.
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