Yeah. I was.
No faults of my own. Kinda high blood glucose.
Iyv was on my case. Frettin’ and pokin’ i was giggliy over horses on TV withclothes on. Seemed awfully silly to me. Some stoopid movie on Tmc.
I’m mean TCM.
Hah! Too much clothes. Makes sense some how.
Well I smellt of alcohol. Ivy says “girl you drunk”
Well, duh.
My insulin pumper miscalculated or something. I blame the universit…uh …not them…the universe. It’s agin’ me, you know. Ivy said we should’ve changed it but I resisted.
No, no, no,no. She lied. I never.
I got letters to wite. T ok morrow. Yeah. I gotta make a note to remind me
Dammit. I hate phones. Lone Ranger is a bad movie. Even if Merle sang the theme. Dang. I’m m disappointed.
I need to
Nap, maybe …
If I post somehow thing stupid, mean or wrong in your tread, I sorry