Sugar Blues? *screech*

PROVE IT, HERMY……

I really wish I had never put that damn "Prove It, Hermy…." thing up here!  It is so aggravating for us sometimes!

That’s NOT the point, dear girl, I just heard in my head.

Anywho.  Tonight, after a nap, I got angry with Lola again.  Like THAT is anything new!  Sometimes I wonder if Louise really means "Pissed Off Bitch".  Get it?  My middle name would be pissed off bitch?  oh har har, betty, that was SOOOOOOO funny.

Lola and I went to the Skinny’s (convencience store), and we got to talking like real people, for once, and found out that we CAN enjoy one another, after all.  It’s a good night now.

This blood sugar thing is driving me NUTS!!!!!  I’m supposed to eat every two hours, but because I’m such a numbskull at shopping, we don’t have FOOD TO EAT now every two hours!!!!!  Gotta up my supply of bologna and bread again on payday, I guess.

William Dufty wrote a book once called Sugar Blues.  Fuck the Sugar Blues!  I don’t LIKE OR WANT the Sugar Blues!!!!!  I know it’s not the same way he meant them, but still.

If any noble readers wish to contribute to my sorry-ass cause, my e-mail addy for PayPal is centerstagehermy@grandecom.net

Now, I bow out….at least for the moment.

ON WITH THE SHOW, M.O.C.!

Love,

ELF