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Jan 15, 2010 09:11

Woke up, layed in bed still in a sleepy daze of brand name nyquil (walgreens knock off just doesn't cut it when you're dealing with restful sleep that's needed) while Matt got ready for work. I should've helped him put on his boots but didn't think about it.
Ran to the bathroom to throw up while he brushed his teeth and tried to hurry out the small room. Must've been something bad I ate. Or too much junk food last night.
I got the munchies so bad yesterday. After all those days of cracker and water for meals it felt good and bad to pig out. Obviously my body just couldn't handle the stark contrast of foods and quantities.
I want a tattoo. Some permanent visible portion of myself inked into my skin. I like the idea of it.

I had a lot more to say, but I don't feel like bringing it up right now.
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