Saturday

 Nothing much happened today.  My anxiety levels were low, and it was almost a good day.  

We had been up in the middle of the night, trying to get in contact with M’s banker by phone.  Of course, no answer.  We think she is off work Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday so M is going to try and get in contact with the colleague she mentions on her voicemail.

I still got up relatively early, 8am, and studied a little.  I messed around online, watched tv, showered and dressed.  Dozed off while M showered, and then dragged myself out of bed.  We went to the pet supply store to look at dog food.  Picked up a little dish to attach to Ernie’s travel crate for his food to go in.  Dropped by the police station, they couldn’t take my prints because they had someone in custody (surprise surprise).  Picked up pides for dinner, slurpees on the way home.  PIGGED OUT. 

Now I have done a little knitting, am watching Harry Potter on tv. 

Neighbours are arguing, as usual.  Cockheads.

Tomorrow we will go to the farmers market, go ahead and buy the dog food, try again for my fingerprints. 

I need to get more study done.  I’m just not feeling great, though.  Tired and generally sickly.  Excuses, I suppose.