I have almost caved and gone back to facebook. Almost. I need to get in contact with a cousin but I seem to have misplaced her email, next time I am talking to her I am programming her number into my phone so she will never escape me. An almost facebook hit, but I didn't, so be proud. Day 17 and social media clean.
9th December to 11th December, the mobile blood bank will be in town. I hate needles. I want to get over that (especially since if I am recommended for the army job I want I will have to have a blood test). So, my theory is to desensitise myself by giving permission to the nurses to stab me, no matter how much I scream. Hopefully, I don't swing my fist. But each time I think about it, I squirm and I become less sure that I can do it. But I want to get over it (this is bigger than the army, knowing my family history of crappy health the doctors will want to stab me at every opportunity in the future). Argh. Fencing sitting on this one.