from being hungry.
It's only ten forty in the morning, and I sort of have a personal rule not to eat until eleven. I've been hungry since ten. I hate being hungry. HATE being hungry. And now it's getting worse than hungry. Shakes. Crashing. Blech.
Did I not eat enough breakfast? A pot of half-caf coffee and a piece of low carb coffee cake. It's not like I'm a great athelete who needs loads of calories. Perhaps it was the caffeine. At any rate, I'm starting to get shaky and I am having to re-type half this drivel.
OK, that qualifies. I'm getting some food. Protein to be exact.
I hate being hypoglycemic. Yeah, yeah, yeah...this too is somehow redemptive.