Unnggghhhh
So, after whining that this almost-cold should become a real cold and just get itself over with, I got what I wanted. The slapped-together pot roast for Xmas day turned out to be quite heavenly, at least on Xmas day. Yesterday's leftovers, however, were NOT as nice coming back up as they were going down.
I've spent most of the night making offerings to the porcelain god, and I don't even recall eating that much. Now my gut is sore. I'd better not make any "being hit by bouncers" references or, the way things are going, one might just turn up on my doorstep to make that wish come true, too.
Ouch.
I've spent most of the night making offerings to the porcelain god, and I don't even recall eating that much. Now my gut is sore. I'd better not make any "being hit by bouncers" references or, the way things are going, one might just turn up on my doorstep to make that wish come true, too.
Ouch.