And that would be why I'm home now.
Nov. 5th, 2007 03:35 amAt lunchtime, as Jess and I are walking back from her car:
Me: I think I'm going to throw up.
Jess: Okay.
Me: No, I mean right now.
Jess: *squeaks, makes a run for it*
Me: *pukes next to the entrance to the stairs down to the building, then catches up with Jess*
Jess: Sorry, if I hear someone puke I have to puke.
Me: That sounds fair, actually.
Me and Jess: *walk across the road next to the factory*
Me: Jess?
Jess: Yeah?
Me: Run away.
Jess: ... oh, shit. *leaves smoke outline of herself in her wake*
Me: *pukes next to the entrance to the building*
So, yeah. Now I'm home and curled up in bed. Everybody's else opinion was that my period was nauseating the crap out of me, but I'm pretty sure that I was so worked up emotionally that I was just working up to it all night long. I said repeatedly that I was too damn anxious and upset and that I was about five seconds away from bursting out crying for no reason all night, so I was begging to either throw up or ... well, throw up. I'm pretty predictable that way.
... boy, I'm just a fucking ray of sunshine these days, aren't I? Heh. :)
Me: I think I'm going to throw up.
Jess: Okay.
Me: No, I mean right now.
Jess: *squeaks, makes a run for it*
Me: *pukes next to the entrance to the stairs down to the building, then catches up with Jess*
Jess: Sorry, if I hear someone puke I have to puke.
Me: That sounds fair, actually.
Me and Jess: *walk across the road next to the factory*
Me: Jess?
Jess: Yeah?
Me: Run away.
Jess: ... oh, shit. *leaves smoke outline of herself in her wake*
Me: *pukes next to the entrance to the building*
So, yeah. Now I'm home and curled up in bed. Everybody's else opinion was that my period was nauseating the crap out of me, but I'm pretty sure that I was so worked up emotionally that I was just working up to it all night long. I said repeatedly that I was too damn anxious and upset and that I was about five seconds away from bursting out crying for no reason all night, so I was begging to either throw up or ... well, throw up. I'm pretty predictable that way.
... boy, I'm just a fucking ray of sunshine these days, aren't I? Heh. :)