bethb's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- legend in your own mind ok, first i would like to thank the person who checked my page and was number 6666. YOU! sir, or madam, are blessed indeed. Second, today is DISMEMBERMENT PLAN DAY! actually, today and tomorrow, for two glorious, lager-soked nights, it's dismemberment plan day. I actually managed to gather people who want to go to the black cat with me tonight. wheee.. Third: it was now been 50 hours since i last spewed my guts. Seriously. Tuesday, i get back to DC and *QQQQQQ* (that's what i'll call him right now)(it means nothing, i just don't want to use his name right now) calls me, and we walk over to his new apartment and he's being all cute and friendly and asking me where to hang his pictures and stuff and then suddenly, i can't make it to his bathroom fast enough. Puke puke puke. Then i feel fine. No idea what's going on. Then he's showing me pictures of him growing up in singapore and him in Nepal and him as a 14 year old (Cute!) and then, uh, excuse me! puke some more. Then i decide- um i should go. He didn't walk me home 'tho. i kinda think he should have. but i dunno. turns out, i got whatever my little brother todd had before he came home for christmas. A 14 hour puke-a-thon. it was really horrible and painful and i haven't had solid food (well, wait- fruit...i've had some tangerines) in almost 2 days. i did have coffee this morning. ohhhhh coffee....you sweet sweet horribly bad for your stummy vixen you.... ok, i gotta get back to work. Oh, also, everyone just ponder this for a moment......what is it that makes some people a legend in their own mind? Seriously. I'd like to see the cinema unfolding behind that plot...if you please. xoxo beth b. 17:49:17 - 2000-12-29 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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