Shark Week sucks
Feb. 19th, 2011 12:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shingaFeeling like complete poop. On one hand, boo at nerdy plans tonight being canceled last minute. On the other hand, probably for the best on my end because I'm exhausted and nauseous and in pain and was ready to hit the sack three hours ago. I should probably do that, not sure why I thought I needed to stay awake.
Tomorrow, if history proves correct (which... well, it does most of the time) will be worse. I will be laid the fuck out. Despite having more than one fun plan for tomorrow I may have to cancel and stay home and rest. Sleep most of it off and keep on painkillers and food I won't throw up.
On a happier note, I notice since the weight loss a small victory feeling. Looking down at my tummy after I am SUPER FULL of food and it being the same size that "normal" used to be on me. That's right, tummy! I am whipping you back into shape! That exercise ball will kick you in the face! I don't know why my tummy has a face! I should probably see a doctor! I'm just rambling at this point!
I should probably sleep.
Tomorrow, if history proves correct (which... well, it does most of the time) will be worse. I will be laid the fuck out. Despite having more than one fun plan for tomorrow I may have to cancel and stay home and rest. Sleep most of it off and keep on painkillers and food I won't throw up.
On a happier note, I notice since the weight loss a small victory feeling. Looking down at my tummy after I am SUPER FULL of food and it being the same size that "normal" used to be on me. That's right, tummy! I am whipping you back into shape! That exercise ball will kick you in the face! I don't know why my tummy has a face! I should probably see a doctor! I'm just rambling at this point!
I should probably sleep.
