Rough night. Very, very, very rough night.

[firthgal]

Remind me to NEVER AGAIN stuff my face beyond reason. My stomach is about 4 sizes smaller than it was a year and a half ago, therefore I CANNOT eat like I used to. Saturday night I started feeling a little queasy but thought it would go away, wasn't a big deal so I didn't worry about it. Sunday morning I woke up with a rumbling stomach and cramps, thought I was hungry, so ate a good breakfast. Spent the rest of the day with that achey feeling in my stomach, and by lunch I thought again that I was just hungry. Went shopping with my mother and felt extra tired for no reason, also, stomach cramps got worse. By 8:00 I could not move without it hurting like the devil, felt like I was going to throw up, but didn't. So, I spent the ENTIRE NIGHT with horrid stomach cramps, tried to sleep but couldn't fall into a deep sleep since the cramps prevented me from relaxing, so I was up and down quite a bit. I have never had so many dreams in my entire life. This is some crazy virus that gives me 45 second dreams one right after the other and MY HEAD HURTS from all that went on in it last night. I swear there was not a second where I wasn't dreaming, unless I was in the bathroom. So, there was this one quick flash of the beach that we vacation at, and there were floating sheets of ice and giant penguins going by, and I had to go out on the balcony to see it. I had this other flash of Uther and Morgana, and they were in his throne room, along with a group of men, and Morgana was pitching an idea for a daycare system??? Anyway, Morgana looked wicked tired and she was holding a baby in each arm, and Uther was being obstinate and she was getting angry, and then he gets real close to her and whispers in her ear, "Motherhood looks deliciously sexy on you," (I don't even know, my brain is ridiculous) and Morgana gives him this flirty smile and then remembers she's mad at him, hands him the babies, and walks away from him in a huff. Then there was this other dream where one of my brothers was Will Arnett, and we had this super serious conversation and he reveals to me that he's gay even though he was married and had two kids, and I hug him and tell him that I'll always love him. Then my other brother comes in, who is a Mexican version of Daffyd from Little Britain (again, my brain is insane) and he too reveals that he's gay, and me and Will Arnett are COMPLETELY SHOCKED. Whaaaat? He looked just like that picture, by the way, only Mexican. I also kept having this quick dream where I saw the death of every single character on Buffy the Vampire Slayer. This happened several times throughout the night. I think because I had just watched The Gift before I went to bed. NOT A GOOD IDEA! Anyway, there were a ton more little snippet dreams, way too many to remember, but my head hurts. A lot. My stomach is a little better now than it was last night though. I tried to eat some oatmeal and could only take three spoonfuls. I don't think I can get much energy from three spoonfuls of oatmeal. Uuuugh, I feel gross. And I can't even go back to sleep because it hurts more when I lay down than when I'm sitting up. I hate being sick. I HATE IT. Colds I can deal with, but stomach viruses are like torture for me. I'm not used to not wanting to eat. It's weird. I shall comfort myself with Anthony Head related activities. Or... I could get some work done. *sigh* I hope this thing is gone by Thursday, because I am so not going to miss my Rascal Flatts concert. NO SIR! I may barf on all the people in front of me, but I'm going, damn it!

Oh, you know what being too obsessed is? Seeing the Repo! blu ray at Walmart and coming thisclose to buying it even though you have no way of watching it. I WANTED IT SO BADLY! I did this with DVDs back before I had a player. I bought a Jackie Chan DVD and tried desperately to play it on our computer, but couldn't. I was miserable for months. Then I finally saved up enough to buy a player (and by then I was in my Robert DeNiro phase, so I bought a bunch of DeNiro DVDs and watched those instead of my Jackie Chan one). But DVD players were $100 back then, as opposed to blu ray players, which are $300. *siiiiigh* But the blu ray had so much more on it than the DVD did. Hmph.

Ugh, I feel gross. So, so gross. Stupid stomach.