Getting shit done, woohoo. Am a veritable powerhouse of tedious admin/emailing/sorting out headphone repair/joining waiting lists/getting repeat requests in to GP/being told nothing is allowed and have to schedule a call with GP because am not trusted not to overdose on metformin just in case I fancied death by lactic acidosis/zombie runs/doing new abs exercises/making food/eating food/inquiring with pharmacist about interactions between MAOIs and 5-HTP (answer: he doesn't know)/going to Sainsbury's and doing random shopping/transferring massive amounts of money to DP for some reason/researching how to illegally buy melatonin on the internet.
Sorry I know it's crass to talk about feeling good at a time when so many of our lovely mentally normal selves are feeling low
but is such a FUCKING RELIEF to feel competent once in a while 
I have the mysterious bullet tuna for dinner.