Return of the Salad Alien

I feel like absolute shit today—hammered shit, specifically.

I started when I woke up. Yesterday I’d asked my neighbor to turn up the heat some because we were freezing down here (I live in the basement). She happily complied, and by did she comply! She cranked that baby—soon it was a sauna in my bedroom. I was too occupied with the gorgeous woman in my bed to notice, though—oh wait, that just a dream. Anyway, I was too occupied to care, and by the time I was done doing what I was doing, it was time to sleep.

I woke up feeling like a dried prune. But as soon as I stood up, I could tell that my sinuses were irritated. They started draining, and within 15 minutes I was kneeling next to my toilet, tossing my cookies…although, I hadn’t eaten any cookies or anything else. :-x

Well, that did me in for the rest of the day. It was wave after wave of nausea. A lot of it has been plain ole nerves and too little sleep from being so tweaked for so long.

So, when I got home, I crawled immediately into bed and fell asleep. I woke up at 7:30 knowing that I had to eat or I’d be in worse shape by the morning. Since I’d had very few veggies, I made a salad.

Oy! The stupid things I do sometimes friggin’ amaze me—I mean “bloody hell!”