7.30pm dinner with Stace.
9ish- interruption by that good-for-nothing bully.
2 am and still talking a friend through a possible break-up.After spending over 4 hours talking and laying out options, solutions and evaluating circumstances, I dragged myself into bed only to get up at 5.30 to face another relationship problem. I am seriously considering doing another degree in psychology. I reckon I'll do brilliantly well. I'm very tempted.