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Dragged self out of bed to go into town. Wandered. Had optician's appointment - and it's weird, because it's this little family-run place, it's been the same optician and the same assistant for as long as I can remember, and they know my whole family, so I go in and I'm known... Walked back - on way, heard, "She used to be in my class at school," but didn't see who it was. Ate. Had sore stomach. Puked. Feel sort of better. Am cold.

It's just that I thought I'd changed enough, maybe. Because I don't want to be who I was back then and I have changed, but obviously not enough if random people who haven't seen me in three years still recognise me.

I guess if I was serious about it I'd get contact lenses and stop wearing black, but of course I'm not.

Eldest sororal unit is visiting, will be here soon - can ask her what to do with some of the piles of stuff.

To Do List:
find and send off credit card payment form
ditto holiday contact details form
finish Giles/Oz ficathon fic
make want/need list for Iceland
finish unpacking
call and hire tent

Actually, definitely feel better now, though not great.