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clayhornikDinner Sunday night at the Virginia Diner. I've been sick for the last two days.
P says it's food poisoning.
So unfair. If I'm going to be poisoned, I want it to be with something cool, like arsenic or strychnine. Not... potato salad or gravy.
P had some stomach problems, and the only thing in common with our meals was the gravy... except he did eat a spoonful of my potato salad. Hmmm, smaller dose... it would explain why he wasn't hit as hard.
I'll skip the gory details.
Drinking lots and lots of water. Popsicles. Bagels.
Bland is my friend.
I slept til five pm today, and the only reason I got up was so I'd be able to sleep tonight.
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Dream:
Walking down a country road. I'm waling along the left side of the road and there's a little girl walking along the right.
She's wearing a red jacket, and going home to take her grandmother some medicine... from where ever we started from.
Several cars zoom by with crazed junkie looking people in them. We walk together for safety after that.
A man on a horse and buggy passes us.
And then passes us again.
My phone rings. Someone has sent me a picture. It's of me and the girl.
The buggy goes by again and I pay more attention- the driver- he's a black man in a tuxedo and top hat- Baron Samedi.
--
I'm blaming the fever for that one.
P says it's food poisoning.
So unfair. If I'm going to be poisoned, I want it to be with something cool, like arsenic or strychnine. Not... potato salad or gravy.
P had some stomach problems, and the only thing in common with our meals was the gravy... except he did eat a spoonful of my potato salad. Hmmm, smaller dose... it would explain why he wasn't hit as hard.
I'll skip the gory details.
Drinking lots and lots of water. Popsicles. Bagels.
Bland is my friend.
I slept til five pm today, and the only reason I got up was so I'd be able to sleep tonight.
--
Dream:
Walking down a country road. I'm waling along the left side of the road and there's a little girl walking along the right.
She's wearing a red jacket, and going home to take her grandmother some medicine... from where ever we started from.
Several cars zoom by with crazed junkie looking people in them. We walk together for safety after that.
A man on a horse and buggy passes us.
And then passes us again.
My phone rings. Someone has sent me a picture. It's of me and the girl.
The buggy goes by again and I pay more attention- the driver- he's a black man in a tuxedo and top hat- Baron Samedi.
--
I'm blaming the fever for that one.
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