OMG, you guys! I can sit up without clutching my head or my stomach in agony. I can eat something without immediately regretting it. I ate an entire waffle this morning, and even though it took me an hour to finish it, it stayed put. Now, if I could just manage to walk upright without feeling like my brain is cracking in two, we'll be all set. Did I mention that I fucking hate chicken noodle soup? Probably because the only time I ever eat it is when I already feel like crap. Gross by association.
This whole lack of interest in food is pretty interesting though. I mean, the idea that it would take me an hour to eat any kind of bread product is pretty hilarious, but when you don't trust your body to not immediately hurl it right backattcha, it's little wonder I'd be leery about consuming anything, much less a dry toaster waffle. (I've read that sentence three times and I'm still not sure it gramatically makes sense. Huh.)
So, with any luck I'll post some pictures tonight, or maybe not. Who can tell if I'll still be feeling moderately not-awful later this evening. We'll see.
PS. thanks for the comments!
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Monday, November 12, 2007
A list of things I've eaten in the past 48 hours
- lemon popsicles (3)
- orange Jello (4)
- Saltine crackers (5)
- Gatorade (2)
- chicken noodle soup (1)
Someone please put me out of my misery.
- orange Jello (4)
- Saltine crackers (5)
- Gatorade (2)
- chicken noodle soup (1)
Someone please put me out of my misery.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
It came out my nose, for god's sake!
I am sick. Sick sick sick. Sorry to be a tease about the photos but as soon as I'm able to sit upright and not puke, I'll post them. I don't know if I have food poisoning or a virus but really, does it matter? Urp.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Today I took a picture of a urinal and a Kotex dispenser.
Another show, a bunch more stories. I refuse to tell them tonight because I current feel like I might barf. I ate not a thing that wasn't complete crap today and topped it off with half a pizza. Urp. I feel completely grody.
We had a great show today, though, and made a bunch of money. The show was held in a Masonic Temple, hence the odd pictures. How can you not take a picture of a vintage Kotex dispenser? Only a nickel for some sweet pad goodness!
We had a great show today, though, and made a bunch of money. The show was held in a Masonic Temple, hence the odd pictures. How can you not take a picture of a vintage Kotex dispenser? Only a nickel for some sweet pad goodness!
Friday, November 9, 2007
Why Rich Kids Suck, Part Two.
I shake my head at today's wealthy youth, those who live in a safe little bubble created by a lifetime of fiscal security and really good skincare products. Now, I like my job and the benefits are great, HOWEVER. I'm still going to have moments where my inner 18 year-old, the one who went to art school and worked two jobs and usually didn't have enough money for cigarettes and lunch, wants to kick some rich kid butt. Not literally, just...maybe.
Last night I went to the gym on campus. I use the regular student locker room instead of the fancy faculty/staff one because a) there are lockers I can actually use and, b) I would rather not change in front of co-workers. (Really, think about how many ways that could be awkward.)
Anyway, I'm in the middle of changing when this student comes prancing in, singing a little song. She continues to sing as she changes, flinging her stuff hither and yon. Then she left...and left all her stuff splayed across one of the four benches in the locker room. Her coat thrown down, her bag wide open, clothes everywhere, her shoes in the middle of the floor. Basically, acting like it was her bedroom. I went and worked out for an hour and when I came back to change her shit was all still there. I couldn't believe it.
I was SO CLOSE people. So close to shoving it all on the floor. I really considered it, but I had to remind myself that I AM AN ADULT and also that it is not my job to school her. Plus, for all I know, there are security cameras and shit in there. Not worth it.
Man, being an adult sucks sometimes.
Last night I went to the gym on campus. I use the regular student locker room instead of the fancy faculty/staff one because a) there are lockers I can actually use and, b) I would rather not change in front of co-workers. (Really, think about how many ways that could be awkward.)
Anyway, I'm in the middle of changing when this student comes prancing in, singing a little song. She continues to sing as she changes, flinging her stuff hither and yon. Then she left...and left all her stuff splayed across one of the four benches in the locker room. Her coat thrown down, her bag wide open, clothes everywhere, her shoes in the middle of the floor. Basically, acting like it was her bedroom. I went and worked out for an hour and when I came back to change her shit was all still there. I couldn't believe it.
I was SO CLOSE people. So close to shoving it all on the floor. I really considered it, but I had to remind myself that I AM AN ADULT and also that it is not my job to school her. Plus, for all I know, there are security cameras and shit in there. Not worth it.
Man, being an adult sucks sometimes.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Top Ten Least Favorite Workplace Smells
1. Whatever that crap is you're heating up in the microwave.
2. Especially if it's microwave popcorn.
3. REALLY extra especially if it's burnt microwave popcorn. Thanks for the cancer!
4. You know what's worse than microwave popcorn? Cabbage soup. At 10:00am.
5. Mmm, I'm glad you propped the (unventilated) bathroom door open so that the smellrific-ness can waft down this way.
6. Especially if your stink is top-noted with eau du Tropical Ass air freshener.
7. Which, I might add, I totally threw away, but someone DUG IT OUT of the bathroom trashcan. OMG.
8. Thanks for not smoking right outside the door so I have to walk through it.
9. Hi! You're wearing too much cologne if I can smell it from here, hall monkey.
10. I need a vacation.
2. Especially if it's microwave popcorn.
3. REALLY extra especially if it's burnt microwave popcorn. Thanks for the cancer!
4. You know what's worse than microwave popcorn? Cabbage soup. At 10:00am.
5. Mmm, I'm glad you propped the (unventilated) bathroom door open so that the smellrific-ness can waft down this way.
6. Especially if your stink is top-noted with eau du Tropical Ass air freshener.
7. Which, I might add, I totally threw away, but someone DUG IT OUT of the bathroom trashcan. OMG.
8. Thanks for not smoking right outside the door so I have to walk through it.
9. Hi! You're wearing too much cologne if I can smell it from here, hall monkey.
10. I need a vacation.
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