Gloom

Am in a right royal stinking, brooding, eroding, crushing, binge-inducing, wine-guzzling BAD MOOD!!

Why? Ah, is that really important?

The fact is I'm grumpy with a capital Grrrrrrrrrrrr.

Shouldn't be, all being fed, sheltered and healthy.

But can't quite reach the black dog to give him a kick in the arse, to send him on his way.

Maybe I need one of these pills

Bliss.

Even the cute one on Masterchef hasn't cheered me up.