HTT are handing me over

[EnpoTree]

Woop! Just got a call asking if I wanted to be visited today (er, no, ta) and telling me that they're about to call CMHT to hand me over to them. Finally getting off this daily checking up soon I hope

I got another 4 after the last brother died, it was never the same, and I have them to my room mate when I went to Mexico, they were so pretty though.

I can't have any more things to take care of more, or I'd get another pair,I also have a cat,I don't think that would work

Ah, Fuck it,I need to get tea on for the sprogs x

Send them down the chippy.

No, my first pair of rats (the ones I mentioned earlier) were special too.

Hey Enpo, how are you doing today? Haven't had to read back over many, many posts.

Oh please skip anything posted by me as it's all inane drivel!

Consider it done.

I'm feeling fantastic thanks. Have timescale for getting rid of HTT, have bought a nice coat, eaten two breakfasts, stayed up all night smoking a lot of quite effective tobacco and trying to ignore the people fucking in the bed next to me, watched the sun rise over a beautifiedbyfog town, stocked up on coke, walked a few miles, sewed up a pocket, nearly caught a train to London but got phoned up while queueing and persuaded to go for a coffee instead

Coca cola that is

Very productive day

You?

Also managed not to murder the lying cunt in the dry cleaners, so, y'know, impulse control FTW.

And there is a defrosted duck in my fridge and I LOVE duck

Impressive day. I went to work and am still here, doing paperwork. Saw the usual mix of the mentally ill and went on a training course for the afternoon. Have a half day tomorrow to see my psych.

It's actually less than fifteen quidto pop into london on a whim. Assumed it was more.

Oh. Actual productivity Nice one!

Was he training course interesting or just CPD boxticking?

I feel I should do something given that they pay me for being there

CPD box ticking, not very exciting.

Was there at least coffee?!

There was bad NHS coffee and half-decent biscuits. I find you can't beat a malted milk.

Good luck tomorrow at the psych btw.

If I were to ever snap and eat a biscuit again, malted milk would not be my first choice.

Thanks. For some stupid reason I always get nervous before I go. Fear of the mental health act I suppose.

HTT woman I rang was lovely actually.

Such a shame. They need to abolish the bastard thing.