Nov 27, 2012 17:20
I feel so sick. I think I got food poisoning. I went home early from work and have thrown up several times and had bathroom issues. I feel like someone punched me in the stomach.
I just want to feel better. I forgot how enjoyable it is be sick out of my mind and have my neighbors yelling at the top of their lungs in their house. One of the babies is crying and the mother is imitating him/her. What a terrible mother. I feel like that alone should qualify as abuse.
Jorge gave me his umbrella when I left today. He didn't want me to walk to the subway in the rain. I told him I'd be just find without it several times, but he wouldn't take no for an answer. He has the charm thing down, despite being a bro. It's the best umbrella ever, too.
He's pretty. This morning, as I was walking to work, though, I made a vow to never do anything romantically with him. Not that there's a possibility, but on the off chance.
I took a few valerian. Hopefully they'll knock me out soon.
weak,
neighbors,
jorge,
sick,
food poisoning