It’s an odd thing really. I’m not sure if my cp is actually worse, or I’m just paranoid, but today seems a bad day. My shoulders and legs ache, I feel less co-ordinated, and typing is a little harder. I’m also prone to go into the moro-position more. I strongly suspect that this is because I have a cold, and I have had far too little sleep recently. I guess it’s that type of year too – kind of SAD meets CP. It doesn’t help that today’s culture seminar was about the impossibility of representing the holocaust. Bound to make you miserable.

Ho hum. I’ve had far worse. Every time I burn my mouth, my tounge cant stop twitching, so I’m perpetually tense. The last few times my biceps ached. As a disabled person, you aren’t supposed to complain (too medical model) but sometimes you just have to have a good old whinge.

Either way, tonight, I have decided, is bath night. A nice long soak in a hot bath relaxes anyone; I’ve even bought myself some aroma therapy stuff too. Besides, baths make shaving seem less of a chore. You know, I’ve never really liked baths, but now they remind me of the domestication of home as opposed to utilitarian showers before breakfast at uni. It’s enough to make me relax just thinking about it.