| The Old People are worried about me.  She thinks I am getting ready to hit bottom again. I probably am, but she is refusing to let me.  They just took me out to lunch.  I now have enough food to last for most of the week.  She is also afraid that, since I don't have Boy this week, I won't eat.  It is funny, I used to eat through my mood swings, now I seem to have swung in the opposite direction. |