Tuesday, March 06, 2007

I think I have finally broken up with my shrink so I poured myself a glass of wine, and I've been crying into it ever since.


It's not that I don't want to go anymore. I tell him I can't afford it any longer, which is the truth, but not the whole truth.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ah well. Luckily, you're British, which means that as a last resort, you could always go on Kilroy.

missfee said...

bugger kilroy, get yourself on the jeremy kyle show. he'll sort your life out no problem...

Deadly Female said...

Bugger Kilroy? I'm sure someone has at some point...allegedly...