Friday, April 23, 2004
I am at home sick today, dividing my time between my bathroom floor, my bed, and, of course, the kitchen. The culprit is either our bag of Tostito's or our salsa. The evidence: I had both at dinner, and was up sick from about 2:30am to 4:30am. My roommate Ben had some at 2am, and was up sick at 7am. Two fat guys throwing their brains up in a tiny-ass apartment filled with empty beer cans, cigarette butts, and pizza crusts is not a pretty site.
I thought I was starting to feel better, but I just put on some porn and there's not so much as a stir down there. Completely lifeless. So I must be really sick.
Also, smoking pot does NOT make you feel better if you're feeling sick. Who knew?
Have a good weekend. I have to get back to laying around and drinking Pepto-Bismol like it's a vanilla milkshake.
God, I fucking love vanilla milkshakes.