After that last post I must confess: I can't stop picking this afternoon. Pick, pick, pick. Corn thins and pistachios and anything else that's laying around the kitchen.

I don't know what's causing this...I've had two things I've wanted to do today - write up a grant application and go for a walk. So instead of doing either I've been dicking around and eating. Not good. I'm feeling down, like everyone I know is out doing fun things and I'm stuck at home. I was going to go to the beach later for a bbq with some friends then they rang to cancel. I think I've just been feeling lonely and neglected all weekend. I should take my sorry arse down to the beach for a good walk but I don't feel like going on my own. Maybe I should just go have a nap or something.

Blah.