Nipple feeling a lot better today.
Have just discovered hole in tube of antiseptic cream. Am blaming Zeus. Make that two holes.
Now my fingers smell like Dettol cream.
Have decided I need a life. Unsure as yet how to go about obtaining one. Also unsure exactly what constitutes a life. Makes goal slightly harder to reach, but I have faith that my efforts will not go unrewarded.
Realised this is a very odd style of writing. Am not entirely averse to this. A change, they say, is as good as a holiday.
Am tired.