:: Life on Planet Dan-E ::
Thoughts, observations, and introspections from an
:: Tuesday, July 12, 2005 ::
So not only am I in a creative funk but my stomach suddenly decided to pretend it's a bladder. The guys reading this might know what I'm talking about: ever have the runs so bad that you understand how it feels to pee sitting down? Yeah. (I told you it was gross).
It was one of those cases where I was woken up in the morning 'cuz my stomach was in knots and once I crawled to the bathroom, you could hear the resulting explosion three blocks away. So today around two, I finally start to feel a little better but only after I flushed about thirteen feet of my small intestines down the crapper in the last two days.
And what sucks is I'm not even sure what it is I ate that's causing this. I haven't had anything to eat since last night I'm perturbed by the fact that even this morning, I was still... expediting. All I had was one bowl of oatmeal the last 36 hours; I mean how much crap can one guy possibly hold (outside of politicians, I mean)? The only other thing I've had in that time period is water and diet coke. Which means that while my insides have declared a Jihad on any foreign, solid, matter, my skin is nice and smooth.
Lovely.
:: Miscellaneous Ramblings by Dan-E at 3:20 PM [+] ::
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