Hungry Poetry

This new med is making me really hungry. Like starving hungry. Like maybe I should put a lock on all my cupboards and refrigerator hungry. It's doing its job, but I fear I might look like an elephant in a couple of weeks (nothing against elephants) and my new clothes are starting to not fit :( If it keeps going on I'll call the doctor. Until then Im going to get rid of most of my bread, or 'hide' it (that's worked before, and stock my fridge with fruits and vegetables. mission accomplished. Now I just have to pretend the canned food doesn't exist. That could be a little harder...

In other news, I went to the Post Office to maul my poetry. It said to include an IRC (International Reply Coupoun-I think that's it) But apparently those aren't used any more, according to the Post Office so we used an alternative with a little post it saying why we were using it. So hopefully it gets there, gets read (and doesn't end up in someones trashcan  because theres no IRC, and hopefully I get a response in 3-4 weeks as promised.