...must be:

Mad. Bonkers. Nutty as squirrel poo.
You get the message.

This woman might look like as she's descended straight from heaven and bewitch you with her sweetness but i tell you: don't believe a word! She must come from that warm and enjoyable place in the other direction.

She made me move slightly today. I hope I'll survive tomorrow. But anyway, at 9pm was the first time within three days I felt awake.

So thank you C., seems we have regular dates now.