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[squeefulfish]

So, I'm 33 now. How did that happen? Presents didn't arrive on time, though the stuff I'd ordered for other people for Christmas did just to confuse me. Maybe they'll come tomorrow. Not that I want more Stuff, but still, when I know there are presents I want them on bloody time! (I know there are presents and I know what they are because everyone else in the house is afraid of the internet.) Too much coffee and cake making me super buzzy/troughy. I sound drunk. Not diabetic, no symptoms, no sugar in wee though I'm understandably afraid to test blood sugar today. My toys are different to other people's toys. Ooh, that reminds me, I haven't seen my sphyg in a while. Still three steths dangling from the door along with the emergency bag (you never know, it never hurts to be prepared and to keep it somewhere easy to describe.)

Baked a lot today, desperately needed some cheering up after being reminded that I share a birthday with someone who's dead. Not that I needed reminding, but still...

Nieces insisted on singing happy birthday, even though the official birthday cake isn't until tomorrow cos Martha's away. I'm not entirely sure how that makes sense. Away for the day tomorrow, need some time properly alone or surrounded by people but properly alone is the only possible one.