Stress

Stressed. To the max.

All thoughts are non inane, and even those which are, are pointedly stressed.

This run up to Christmas is really fraying my edges unlike any other. Christmas Parties (No. II to V, and counting) have left me feeling battered inside. Paranoia slips out of the walls of the flat (not helped by a recent deterioration of neighbourly relations). Christmas cards and presents remain undelivered or unbought. I'm broke, and in debt.

There is one answer, and it hit me while I was watching TV (The West Wing, of all things unrelated!)...

...

...quit drinking.

You'll feel a whole lot better Inane...