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Reversed Proverbs. Do not Troll the FeedLet lying dogs sleep Wave rock. Kewl. Check out some volcanic smoke rings. (all stolen from Spy’s Spice)

Took Friday off and spent most of the weekend sleeping, which is how I tend to deal with stress. Finished reading a few books that I’d been sitting on for awhile, cleaned the kitchen, the bathroom, vacuumed the throw rugs, watered the plants indoors and out, did the laundry, packed my gym clothes for the

Whiskey. OK, I’m only allowed to have one shot of it these days, but I’m learning how to nurse it….

My weight has stabilized! My doctor’s not putting me on drugs! My sugar is good! I got more free insulin! They stuck me with needles again! But it was OK!

I got up this morning at my usual time – about 5:20 am – and pulled out my mat and my weights and gazed out the big bay windows and realized… it was dark outside. I’d been noticing the shortening of the days, of course, but for some reason it just really struck me last

… that something interesting is about to happen.

Do I get a cookie? Do I? Do I? The Brilliant Educated Girl: This is a girl with one hell of a mind, and because of it she spends too much time thinking. Whether she feels she deserves more simply because she is smarter, or she was filled with feminist propaganda in an institution of

These are the questions that plague me.

Before the discovery of insulin in 1921 (by a Canadian! Who says the Canadians don’t do anything useful!), by the time you were diagnosed with type I diabetes, you maybe had a couple of months to live. In my case, since I was lame and didn’t go to the hospital until I dropped into a

Three units of insulin for the evening meal really is too much, even when you’re having a square of low-carb chocolate afterwards. My doctor can also kiss my ass when it comes to this insulin resistance thing. I’m down to 25 u of the long-lasting stuff in the morning, 3-5 units of the short acting