http://www.guardian.co.uk/health/story/0,3605,1244231,00.html
That Jason from BIG BROTHER made another creepy cameo appearance in my dreams last night. I think it's the backwards-baseball cap and horrid little blond goatee that have imbedded themselves so uncomfortably in my subconscious... My dreams are horrible altogether, at the moment. Don't even ask about having to swallow a freshly crushed white mouse whole ( in a clasroom situation,with a patronising therapist 'encouraging' me-) to cure my ailments. I don't wanna talk about it,OK?