Waking is murder.

.

.

Still, wake I did.  Not fully awake.  And off in a lot of ways.  But... up.

Dreamed of a woman last night.  We met, met again, and so on.  Eventually we were kissing.  I grabbed great big ol' hank of big girl, pulled her to me while checking her tonsils, lifted her up on a table, or something, and was about to lay rail, when... I remembered.  Even in dreams, now, I am able to remain chaste.  I... backed off.  I didn't apologize, merely told her it... wasn't time.

Her eyes were already dilated.  And she couldn't think much better than I.  She looked like she had just been in an accident.  I know I wanted to have been in one.  Oh... I don't know how He made them like that, but... something about them.  How they act, react, and live.  Can be useful, if they decide to be.  Or in the way, if they go that way.  Though, usually, if she is getting in your way, so as to have you tripping over her, it's... like when she wears makeup, or more especially lipstick.  She... needs attention, but can't just tell you.  Such odd birds, but damn, just... damn.

Blood sugar had been staying elevated.  Not sure what it was... too many veggies, the wrong veggies, this, that, the other thing?  So I stopped testing for a while.  Fack it, I'm not wasting test strips.  But, decided to check again today.  Expected nothing changed, because... nothing has changed.  Still eating veggies, as my hunger remains elevated and I only have just so much meat, and can only eat just so much meat.  But, no.  It was to 117, fasting.  Not my greatest number, but far better than the 171 to 177 it had been stuck at for... a week?  Bastard!  But, now, yes.  Good.

Well, on to my day.  Another shower, if I can push it through.  Already managed the cat litter boxes, after feeding my tiny feline friend with a big voice.  Her water looks good, and changed that yesterday.  Still, might change it later for good measure.

I... need to get going.  Life is... difficult.  But I must push through it.  Have a great day.