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November 1st, 2005

Nov. 1st, 2005

Forms are in place, more or less.

No trick or treaters.

Scrimshaw show, funny. Me, way too exhausted.
Today I feel like I've been beaten by three-foot-tall midgets with two-inch fangs.

My blood glucose level shot through the roof last night-- I was over 245 mg/dl when I got home from the Scrimshaw show-- which makes for a very unhappy marmot. Thing is, there was no good reason for the spike, and it was the biggest spike I've ever seen. Happily it is coming down, but only gradually. And it means that today I feel like I've been beaten and my hands stepped on repeatedly by jackbooted thugs.

And I'll stop now because I know I'm turning you on.

I finally contacted a lawyer about the house title thing. The title company has finally admitted that they have lost the file completely and have no idea where it is, but are couching it in terms that they were "doing me a favor" by looking. They've offered to recreate the file if I send them copies of all the paperwork. It's unbelievable.

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Managed to get about half the concrete poured. It's really a three-man job, but I can do it myself, it just takes a hell of a lot longer than I thought. I figured I'd be done in a couple of hours, and I'm halfway done in three.

So far, three loads of ~150 lbs. of concrete poured and struck.

And I really need a shower.

Glucerna shake for dinner. Tastes like chocolate plastic. Glucose is back down to still-high-but-reasonable. Gonna snarf some fiber and shower, then bed.

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