Run, V, Run...

What started as a good plan ended up in broken wires and non-stop vomiting… literally…

Went on Saturday to Ponce to get some stuff at a store that for some odd reason STILL has not opened in my dear hometown, and while we were there had lunch at the beloved Italian place… The meal was uncooked, dead… I only ate half of it. My feeling a bit ugh! ended up with feeling completely off… by nightfall we decided to go see the Texas Chainsaw Massacre prequel… Upon arrival I stormed into the bathroom to throw-up. There was no water, only 3 bathrooms available… Pretty nasty picture… So I didn’t really have to think twice to do my magic… Ewww… The movie began, and by the middle of it all had to storm into the bathroom again… I tried my best to avoid doing so, but my feeling so wrecked and the movie itself didn’t help. To my surprise, at least someone or something took pity on me as the whole bathroom was cleaned up, smelling of Clorox… A light shining bright showed me the way through the halls of relief… Sort of. I stayed more than half an hour throwing up. At least this time the stale food went away as well. Got in time to see the last half hour of the movie… It surprised me that everyone was so silent when going out of the theater. Seems that the written final words stating a “people, this was real” killed the humor on the masses… I just hated the fact I could not enjoy anything about the movie… Although it was just pork cuts all the way… Non-creative… No humor, no drama… Simple teenage bad acting… The only good acting came from the chainsaw, so that should say it all.

The mage took me home since he didn’t wanted me driving in my ethereal-weakened-unconscious state, and walked home. I arrived in time for my last throwing-up, a bath and straight to bed. Stayed in bed until today, when I was forced to get ready for work.

In the gaps of time when I opened my eyes I caught a call from my father. It was nice to hear from him, I just hate the extreme speeches about my sugar and about planning a wedding… Why people don’t get that I am in charge of my health and I am very good at it, and that I already planned a wedding and so I know what to do or expect? I just want to scream “BACK OFF!” so badly… but I know that there are good intentions behind that, so I try to be polite and scream later… One thing that annoys the hell out of me is the “me not looking for my sister” issue… I try, she doesn’t follow through. I got tired. I don’t deal with hypocrites, and if she doesn’t like me or my thoughts or the people around me, tough luck. She should remember that before her husband I was the one who was always there for her, backing her up in everything. End of discussion.

Called the mage, of course. He was not feeling so good either, and the people in his house and in the Oni’s mansion were with diarrhea. So… I guess I was lucky in a way? Migraine and vomiting I can handle a bit, but the “D” runnings are really the pits! I hope everyone gets better.

Also called LadyDeath to say hi, was feeling quite gloomy and blah being grounded in my bed… Not much news there.

So, today is Monday… Weekend passed leaving everyone icky… LOL Oh, well… As the mage said, not everything can be peachy… We still have the rest of our lives to make awesomely extreme memories…

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