Well, well, well. It seems that Timmy beat me to the blogging. And I’m the bored one that uselessly shops all day long as I’m bored at work on craigslist for homes, apartments, and let’s not forget the furniture for the homes and apartments [that I can't afford]. I suppose I’ll just use it as motivation. I tend to get into writing funks despite my attempts at goals.
So, why not revamp the site with a nice tid bit about barfing?
I recently just got over The 48-hour Hangover, which left me with:
1) barf in my hair at 4am on Saturday night.
2) dry heaves the entire next day.
3) a headache for the entire SECOND DAY of recovery.
4) the realization that without the desire to drink for 2 days, I am one bored chica.
5) a learning experience: no matter how sick, fatigued or just plain lazy you feel while in this state, DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT let your 17-year old brother within reach of a camera.
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