Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Things I watch when sick: The Incredibles and Kiki’s Delivery Service.
YOU DID THIS. IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED? IS IT?
Whenever I’m feeling sick or in pain I start to imagine parts of my body as mob bosses. Like I’ve fucked up a deal on the out on the West Dock, and my stomach has rounded out a small crew to see to it that I don’t fuck up again.
I’m just in tears, trying to make deals with it and promising that I’ll do better.
“Oh god, please stomach…I don’t eat no more week-old pizza, I swear it. I’ll…I’ll drink more water, you just gotta give me another chance!”
“I dunno boys, he sound sincere to you? Maybe we let you toss in the wind a bit, see how you feel after a few days worth of cramps and vomiting.”
“Oh god, please, I didn’t know.”
Why did I drink milk.
And I don’t work for nobod…zzz. Zzzzzzzz.
That was a pretty fucking terrible 24 hours. I’m feeling mostly better, but not 100% and I’m sore all over from a day of dry-heaving and retching.
I’ve been throwing up all day. I can’t keep anything down — I think the frozen pizza I ate last night wasn’t cooked thoroughly.
It’s times like these when a girlfriend would come in handy, to bring me Pepto Bismol and soup.
If I don’t make it, I want you all to know the gold…
…the gold is buried…
…under the…
*ack blugh*
I will now lay here and watch Kristen Bell freak out over a sloth for the next 12 hours in hopes of staving off more sickness.