I shouldn't allowed to talk to people today

My sugar is high, way high, has been all day and it's ignoring the insulin injections and I'm tired of sticking myself so... The problem is it makes me very lethargic and extremely bitchy.

I know that it messes with my brain chemistry. It loosens my tongue and cranks up my inner bitch. My secretary always knows when my sugar is high (her sister is diabetic too so she knows what to look for). I hate when this happens. I hate being this cranky about everything. It also makes you depressed. blah.

I accomplished so little today. Paid some bills, unpacked on box and wrote a story. I did none of the edits I was going to do but NO ONE wants me to do edits when I'm like this.

I did watch TV with Kyo.

Eureka -( spoilers...I really like this show I HATE the new love interest )

Warehouse 13 - HOW did this end? It ran over the time and the last thing I saw was ( spoilers )

I DID find a cd of Woody Allen's New Orleans band in my stack. I'd forgotten this totally. Woody plays a mean clarinet. It's dixieland music. Now I'm regretting that I can't leave my story in New Orleans...







(girl thoughts)

anyone know the best way to cover up felinicide?

Tonight is nice and cool so i have the windows open. I also left open the curtain so the air would flow. Usually i have that shut since i don't like sitting in front of the window where the neighbor's can see.

Kyo SAW me and leapt up and was hanging from the outside of the screen He scared the hell out of me. I screamed. He meowed and since there is no support under that window, his whole weight is dangling from the screen. Naturally the screen begins to rip. I sliced open my finger trying to peel him off from this side of the window.

He wanted in for a snack. I murdered him in his food bowl. Now where to hide the body?