To say I am pissed off is an understatement.

This morning I got into work to find my monitor and my phone missing. Someone had borrowed them and not put them back. When I found out who it was and had a brief “discussion” with them – I was the one that got told off…!

I don’t mind people borrowing stuff as long as they put it back. Surely that is only common curtsey.

To be honest, I don’t quite know why I am so bothered by it. I know that I am not very happy at the moment, in fact I haven’t been happy for a good few weeks and I don’t know why. I can almost feel a wall around me and I am not letting anyone in. It’s my protection.

I always seem to have bad years and they are always even numbered years. Perhaps one day I will find out the secret to hibernation so I can sleep the year away. Daft idea maybe but like I care.

I went to the hairdressers last night and even as the girl was cutting my hair I just thought how bloody ugly I looked. Nothing looked right, not my clothes, not my hair colour, not my style – nothing.

Rupert isn’t much help there either, he never says “oh you look nice” and it took him ages to notice I had had my hair done. Don't get me wrong, I am not having a go at him but it would be nice if he paid just a little more attention to me.

I really need to do something to boost my confidence. But what…?

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