Not a good start to the day. I woke up late last night with terrible stomach pain, but ended up just going back to sleep. But I was severely nauseas when my alarm went off, and had to push through that to get to work. But it rapidly fell apart once I got there. My flu-like symptoms had not stopped. I started brewing my morning coffee, but had to run to the bathroom to throw up. Maybe it was dinner; perhaps the salad had something to do with it. Either way, it was not pleasent. I hung around for a couple of hours but I left work and went home to rest. I smoked some weed and that settled my stomach. I even ate food later, but it just came back as diarrhea. I’m not sure what has poisoned me, but there is no doubt I am.
Time really flies when I’m at work. Today things moved along pathetically slow, and I guess I understand. My work keeps me occupied nearly every moment of the day, so to be totally without adequate distractions was hard. I laid around but couldn’t sleep. I don’t nap really. I just want today to be over so I can try again tomorrow.
I’m doing another round of downloads for my parents. Not too much this time, maybe ten movies and the last few episodes of Mad Men season 7.
I’m pretty tired. I want to stay up and listen to the baseball game tonight, but I’m never going to make it. My body has given up on today.