Of Snow and Shredded Chicken

14,441 Days Alive

10th Chapter of Crows at the Crossroads Beta Read

2 Shredded Chicken Chimichangas for Dinner

I work makeup today. For funies, why not? I don’t do it often, but maybe I should. I enjoy feeling better about myself, even if the dysmorphia kicks my ass sometimes.

The only bitch of it is I forgot to buy makeup wipes to take it off. Or baby wipes. Whoops. Oh well. Paper towels are useful.

I’m almost done reading Assistant to the Villain. I read some on break at work, since I actually got to take my lunch today.

Pathfinder got cancelled this week. Beau and Tina aren’t feeling well, unfortunately. So that means I’m going to deep cleaning the bathroom tomorrow when I finally peel myself from bed.

Anyway, I’m adjusting to the new med still. Haven’t noticed anything yet but I think it’s one of those that needs time to. I old up in your system? I dunno. I did get a free, new, touchscreen blood sugar monitor . My sugars today are running in the 170s-180s. Not great, but it’ll get better.

I probably shouldn’t have had popcorn as a snack. My stomach is upset.

I’m not the only one with diabetic issues though. It’s going to take $240 to get Spock seen to get his insulin prescription re-upped. I don’t know where I’m going to get it. But I’ll figure it out.

I’m for bed. Take your meds, folks.