i am too tired for blogging, but apparently i'm too tired for sleeping too, and have let my appetite be ignored for far too long. i need to learn, see, about regulating my blood sugar. i am way too familiar with the feeling of hunger lately. so familiar i don't really even feel it until i get really tired, really grumpy, really pissed off fatalistic depressed.
i know this because a banana, or a cracker with cheese, or a burger, sometimes, can make me a new, energized woman. and i have to wonder if the depression i went through in high school, in addition to having not a clue about my soul (which isn't true, rebecca, give yourself some credit) may have been integrally linked to the anorexia/sugar binging i made my lifestyle.
and so here we are, congested, sniffling, losing weight and pissed at the girl for getting drunk and fucking somebody who has more fun and less schedule than i do, cranky because she called off tonight. because that was my job. god, woman, get a grip. and a meal plan that's just a little better.
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