Raspy, Milo is Dead, Walking Wounded, Medication and I Have Quit Smoking

After being out of the hospital almost a week, my voice has changed and I don't quite know what to think of it. Clint came home last night and we were talking and he said "God damn, your voice sounds so sexy!" It is deeper and raspy and a little phone-sexy. I thought that was real cool until I talked to Mamaw and she thought I was Kneeholeon's boyfriend.

I forgot to mention Milo on 24 got shot in the head last week. This makes me real sad as he was the hottest son of a bitch on that show. R.I.P., Milo. Your dark, sinister, Brett Fuel-esque good looks will be missed. They should have killed Chad Lowe. He is such a pussy.

Key Food is out of Deli Cat. I am now the walking wounded after 2 days of not having any and my cats are - no kidding - throwing shit at me. Isis was on the bookcase and I was laying on my bed and she looked and me and then reached over and flung my inhaler at me and it hit me right in the eye. Then she licked her paw and stuck her butt in the air. I am sure I am just taking it personally, so I cried. Please read the following paragraph.

My meds are doing weird things to me. I am talking real fast and my mind is non-stop. I am exhausted but I can't sleep and when I do sleep I am having horrible nightmares. The other night I dreamt I was flying out of San Francisco and I was in the air and I looked across the sky from my window seat and saw a mid air collision with a dark blue plane and a small plane. They wouldn't let us land and it was horrible. We were all worried that we were about to get hit. When we did land we were in a hanger and we couldn't leave or call anyone. Also, I am a little edgy and I am feeling I need to make amends with someone but I just cannot bring myself to do it. I am hungry but everything kind of makes me sick. I am sensitive. I feel floaty. Floaty is nice, but a little strange.

I have quit smoking. I went 8 days and took 1 drag yesterday and I was SOOOOO queezed. I am finally done.