Just under the wire. By the hair of, well not my chiny chin chin, but someone’s.
* Okay. Yeah. The heat.
* Brain fog.
* The kitten has decided that it wants fresh meat. I am covered in kitten wounds. She even bit my face. I am wondering if the kitten thing was a bad idea. Is she going to be like DragonWyck? She also won’t let me pet her. She’s constantly biting me too. I don’t really need another cat that does that.
* My Saturday night pity party. Number of guests? 1. Was missing feeling well. Was missing how I felt before the heart problems. Was missing how things used to be. Was missing everybody. Just feeling a little, blah.
* My muscles ache, my bones hurt, and I’m tired. Not sleepy mind you. Tired. The kind of tired no amount of sleep or rest will make go away. Again. Blah.
* And wouldn’t you know it. Today I find out I’m acidic. My bicarbonate levels are low. Well what the hell? Of course this will be taken care of on the machine, but still…
* Bugs bugs bugs.
Actually. I think that might be it. I guess it wasn’t that bad of a week after all. At least the Earth didn’t eat my car. That’s a bad day.
Was your week better or worse than you thought it would be?
That’s enough from this dreary barrel.