Nov 30, 2003 03:51
I'm sick. I don't know why. Please note that it is almost 4am on Saturday/Sunday. If I am going to be up this late, I request....correction....DEMAND that I am up for a good reason. Possible good reasons include.
1. Orgy/Threesome
2. Night of partying and drinking with my amigos (and some American friends too.)
3. An Evil Dead marathon on TV.
Unfortunately, like I said in sentence one of this entry, I'm up because I am sick. I'm trying to think of what it was. I have narrowed it down to two possibilities. Either I got it from my niece and sister (both of whom have been throwing up today). Or the coffee, glazed donut, and pumpkin spice donut I had at Dunkin' Donuts could have made me ill. Or mabye God is punishing me for participating in the gluttony-fueled holiday of Thanksgiving. As a person who doesn't believe in God, the prospect of being punished by a being that I don't believe in strikes me as vey ironic (unlike rain on your wedding day, which not only is not ironic, is traditionally a sign of good luck.) Anyway, why do you think I'm sick?
Poll I feel bulemic