Friday, 21 September 2007
New Young Pony Club - something else
Forgot to mention - they search your bags on the way into the venue, and I hadn't prepared for that. My bag was full of empty and not empty pill packets. There was an assortment of painkillers in there, and she shone her torch in, had a rummage around, and waved me on, like it was nothing, like it's perfectly normal to be packing a pharmacy's worth of Nurofen Plus in there. It's not illegal, but I would have thought she'd make some kind of remark, or show some kind of facial expression, but she didn't. Not a thing. She was even very friendly.
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I can so relate to you :) I have bipolar wth border line personality disorder, so when I saw your name girl interupted I related, as the movie was all about BPD.
My handbag also always has an assortment of headache pills. At the moment I am finding I need Syndol to get me threw work, it just sort of takes the edge off of everything.
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