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What the hell, I don't have time.
I was supposed to be fasting today. Well, I wasn't really supposed to be doing anything, but after a breakfast consisting of a glass of milk and two bites of a peanut-butter-and-chocolate candy which I promptly threw up for no apparent reason, I decided not to eat much today.
I've puked more in the past six weeks than I have in rest of my life combined. I'm being quite serious and non-hyperbolic here, which I must say since I know I'm prone to such analogies. Okay, maybe not the rest of my life, but let's say "more in the past six weeks than in the past six years". I have theories. They include: 1) recent allergy phenomenon pointed out by doctor that causes constant nasal drip down my throat and causing nausea; 2) recently developed lactose intolerance; 3) an ulcer; 4) completely psychosomatic.
I wouldn't put the fourth one past me. But the kicker is, I have no idea what stressor in my life started that far back (New Year's) and is continuing now. If it is psychosomatic, that mthafcka changed the game more than Jay-Z.
So I had an alka-seltzer for second breakfast at work. And a cigarette for lunch. And then I decided to fast, so in the afternoon I took some chromium supplements and made a cup of tea. Forty-five minutes ago I forgot and ate two miniature Mrs. Field's cookies.
To Do: cut back on dairy, nicotine and caffeine. Take allergy medication at night -- seeing as I'm mostly puking in the morning (and I'm pretty sure it's not morning sickness since that's biologically impossible), I'm leaning toward the post-nasal drip theory still.
Why am I listening to this Brandy song every time I'm on livejournal? Or maybe it's just been constantly stuck in my head. I guess it's beats Toto's Africa.
I've puked more in the past six weeks than I have in rest of my life combined. I'm being quite serious and non-hyperbolic here, which I must say since I know I'm prone to such analogies. Okay, maybe not the rest of my life, but let's say "more in the past six weeks than in the past six years". I have theories. They include: 1) recent allergy phenomenon pointed out by doctor that causes constant nasal drip down my throat and causing nausea; 2) recently developed lactose intolerance; 3) an ulcer; 4) completely psychosomatic.
I wouldn't put the fourth one past me. But the kicker is, I have no idea what stressor in my life started that far back (New Year's) and is continuing now. If it is psychosomatic, that mthafcka changed the game more than Jay-Z.
So I had an alka-seltzer for second breakfast at work. And a cigarette for lunch. And then I decided to fast, so in the afternoon I took some chromium supplements and made a cup of tea. Forty-five minutes ago I forgot and ate two miniature Mrs. Field's cookies.
To Do: cut back on dairy, nicotine and caffeine. Take allergy medication at night -- seeing as I'm mostly puking in the morning (and I'm pretty sure it's not morning sickness since that's biologically impossible), I'm leaning toward the post-nasal drip theory still.
Why am I listening to this Brandy song every time I'm on livejournal? Or maybe it's just been constantly stuck in my head. I guess it's beats Toto's Africa.
Hi!
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But I'm planning on going to the doctor after True Spirit for a shot and such, so I'll definitely be bringing it up!
Speaking of, are you going to True Spirit this year?
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I'm not going, nope... no major reason, but lots of little ones (hate DC, underwhelmed by the workshop offerings, lots of money, horribly shy, tend to be an oddball even at queer and trans conferences).
Interestingly enough, I may be in Chicago in April or May, purely for pleasure. I would love to meet up with you.
Chicago
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I'll keep you posted, thanks!