The payback for all my sins in 2007 (a little early I would say, there are still 4 days left in the year and I could do allot of damage in 4 days) was in the form of gut wrenching vomiting.
Hope you're not eating!
I was at the brink of death with a blinding red light shining behind my eyes (yeah it was red, did you think it would be white?)!
I came home at 2:30 pm on Wednesday went to bed at 3 and slept (with moments of puking in between) until 2:00 pm Thursday.
I got up, did some cleaning, took a shower, had some soup and then went back to sleep waking up again at 9:00 pm!
Who the hell sleeps that much?
Since I like learning from the horrible things that happen to me, I'm gonna tell you what I learned.
I can actually go more than 24 hours without eating and not die.
I'm surprised too! I always thought that I'd start wasting away to nothingness if I didn't eat every 6 hours or so. You can almost see my ribs! Almost. (if you squint your eyes and tilt your head sideways)
The last thing I ate was Chilaquiles (cut up tortillas fried with salsa and cheese mmmm) made by my sister. I've discovered that they taste just as good coming up as they did going down. Only... a little bit spicier. Weird.
You can simultaneously swear, vomit, slam your head against the medicine cabinet, hit your knee and have razor blades in your stomach without passing out. Good thing cuz I've never been a fan of sleeping on bathroom floors. Not saying I've never done it, just not a fan.
Hi-Ho Hi-Ho it's back to work I go!