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Feb. 17th, 2002 11:01 pmI am deathly afraid of disconnecting right now. My internet is beng horribly finicky. It took me 15 minutes to connect. Grr.
Urge to kill. Rising. Rising.
For the fourth time in two days my mother has told me to get my blood sugar tested. She thinks something is wacky because I pee like every 20 minutes or so and can't stop drinking because my mouth is dry.
Bah.
I'll have Paula test it for me tomorrow. That'll make Mom happy.
And on that note...
I have to go pee.
Urge to kill. Rising. Rising.
For the fourth time in two days my mother has told me to get my blood sugar tested. She thinks something is wacky because I pee like every 20 minutes or so and can't stop drinking because my mouth is dry.
Bah.
I'll have Paula test it for me tomorrow. That'll make Mom happy.
And on that note...
I have to go pee.