Rollin'
so this weekend was the Merritt Music Fest. it was a good time, and Laura came up to visit. we went to the lake, and bought cowboy hats and drinks, and got all pumped for the country music fun. Well i got a bit too excited, ate no food all day, and combined with alot of drinks, and smoking for the first time (a cigar), i threw up, and had to go home and miss Martina McBride. all very dissapointing, but until that point, i had a wicked night.
so the next day, my tummy was very upset, and i coulnt' even down coffee, by 12 i had half a sandwhich, and by 3 i had the other half, and we went for sushi. i could not finsish and had to leave behind SUSHI! huge deal, b/c i live for that stuff.
anyways, we watched Gilmore Girls all day, then headed back for another country music-filled night. The performances were soooooo good. and this time we were more focused on the music and less on the booze, and it turned out pretty wicked. We met some awesome guys, but by 1, i got tired and grumpy, and they just started to annoy me....as they always do. And i caught the bus home, laura called it passing up ANOTHER opportunity to get laid, but trust me, it's better this way.
The next day, even after only a couple beers the night before, i still had an upset stomach, and ate barely anything till dinner..we went to a breakfest buffet with high hopes, but i turned out paying $10 for a small bowl of peaches and one hashbrown. I thought i was all good, and went for a run in the nice heat, but i wound up walking, therefore taking longer than expected, therefore gettting a burn on my shoulders. At dinner,i only had HALF of a corn on the cob, and i also kill for that in the summer, and turned down an ice cream sandwhich.
Yesterday i cried 5 times. I cried once when saying goodbye to laura for potentially 1.5 years. I still haven't fully processed what that will feel like. I cried while watching Rumour Has It. I cried telling Lisa (my Merritt Mom) about missing Laura. I cried when thinking about Sarah and missing her. and cry #5 was just for no reason at all. i think i wanted a hug. i wanted to call my mom, but i wound up falling asleep at 9:15, and didn't get the chance.
This lack of eating is killing me. Still this morning, after zero drinks yesterday cannot finish a single piece of toast for breaky. I LIVE for food, and not being able to eat it is very devestating.
My stomach that once was 'a rock' and could take anything has transformed into a dissapointing pile of mush. And i can't wait for receovery.
however, this weekend was my first day off in a month, and i made the most of it, and it was 90% enjoyable, so i'm happy. and i learned to no longer brag about my 'rock' especially after taking such a long break from drinking.
so the next day, my tummy was very upset, and i coulnt' even down coffee, by 12 i had half a sandwhich, and by 3 i had the other half, and we went for sushi. i could not finsish and had to leave behind SUSHI! huge deal, b/c i live for that stuff.
anyways, we watched Gilmore Girls all day, then headed back for another country music-filled night. The performances were soooooo good. and this time we were more focused on the music and less on the booze, and it turned out pretty wicked. We met some awesome guys, but by 1, i got tired and grumpy, and they just started to annoy me....as they always do. And i caught the bus home, laura called it passing up ANOTHER opportunity to get laid, but trust me, it's better this way.
The next day, even after only a couple beers the night before, i still had an upset stomach, and ate barely anything till dinner..we went to a breakfest buffet with high hopes, but i turned out paying $10 for a small bowl of peaches and one hashbrown. I thought i was all good, and went for a run in the nice heat, but i wound up walking, therefore taking longer than expected, therefore gettting a burn on my shoulders. At dinner,i only had HALF of a corn on the cob, and i also kill for that in the summer, and turned down an ice cream sandwhich.
Yesterday i cried 5 times. I cried once when saying goodbye to laura for potentially 1.5 years. I still haven't fully processed what that will feel like. I cried while watching Rumour Has It. I cried telling Lisa (my Merritt Mom) about missing Laura. I cried when thinking about Sarah and missing her. and cry #5 was just for no reason at all. i think i wanted a hug. i wanted to call my mom, but i wound up falling asleep at 9:15, and didn't get the chance.
This lack of eating is killing me. Still this morning, after zero drinks yesterday cannot finish a single piece of toast for breaky. I LIVE for food, and not being able to eat it is very devestating.
My stomach that once was 'a rock' and could take anything has transformed into a dissapointing pile of mush. And i can't wait for receovery.
however, this weekend was my first day off in a month, and i made the most of it, and it was 90% enjoyable, so i'm happy. and i learned to no longer brag about my 'rock' especially after taking such a long break from drinking.