Wow did yesterday suck!
I slept in really late, and made a huge pan of fried noodles. I scarfed them down, and then head to work. I was feeling on top of the world! Closing with Katie and Mary, who are really fun to work with. Josh was finishing up his shift when I got there. I was working hard for about 20 minutes, when I felt a little funny. Kind of nauseous. So I excused myself and stepped over to the restroom, where I proceed to throw up. A lot. So I had to go home. Matt picked me up, and it was the longest ride home ever! Even though we live only a mile away, I couldn't make it all the way home without throwing up in the car. I had a bag, but some still got on me. Extra gross. I was so embarrassed. :( Got home and literally ran to the apartment so I could puke in the privacy of my own home. It was a good 2.5 hours before I stopped, and I never want to see another fried noodle for the rest of my life! (That's a lie, but it will be a while before I can eat noodles again. I feel fine now! Absolutely fantastic! I'm pissed though, because it means I lost hours at work. :( Now is not the time for that!
I found out today that my dad has moved back to Michigan. He felt too lonely in Florida. Can't say I blame him.
I found out today that my dad has moved back to Michigan. He felt too lonely in Florida. Can't say I blame him.