Oh what a day its been. Indulge me for a moment, while I elaborate.
Umm, but if you don't like potty talk, you best not indulge me.
Last night I went to bed around one or two for a 'nap,' and then I was to wake up around three-ish to continue working on my paper.
Instead I woke up at 4:00am and, well, threw up.
And again at 9:30am right before work.
And again at 10:30am in the parking lot of America's Bank after I made a deposit.
(At this point I told my boss what was going on, and asked if I could go home when the other girl came in. He said I should stop partying so hard. He's so funny.)
And again at 12:30 in the Really Nice Clothing Store's bathroom. Hopefully no Really Rich Customers heard.
At this point, I was told to go home. :)
So I stopped by the Friendly Neighborhood Grocery store, grabbed some bubbly and saltines.
I arrived home, and, you guessed it!
And again at 1:30pm.
Here's the good news, though...I slept lots, and have kept down some bubbly and the saltines.
Man alive, I wish I knew where this came from so it could be sent back.
Bright side: I got to leave work early! And, I may get my jury postponed. woo.
2 comments:
What I find most amazing is that you kept trying to do things after incident #1.
STOP partying so HARD! Gah! Even I know when your feeling yucky that sleep is your friend. No, I don't ever sleep when I'm sick either, but I know that I probably should...
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