Friday, July 21, 2006

ok, so I didn't die, but it was close...

So-

-like a good friend, I went out for a drink with M&F because it was M's birthday on Monday night. We tutored for an hour and then met the boys and went to the Wine Bar.

Innocent enough...

I will admit 3 glasses of pinot noir is pushing my limit but I had had dinner and I wasn't driving. (thanks, F) So I was feeling a little tipsy and about 11ish we went home. *Note: I missed my first episode of The Closer!!* Well, I was sicker than sick! (I'll skip the details, you can thank me later). The next morning - that would be Tuesday - I get up and I'm still feeling totally gross and eventually decide after almost falling down trying to dry my hair that maybe I shouldn't go to work and just take it easy for the morning until I start feeling better. So that's what I do, except I don't start feeling better.

Sidestory: I had three glasses of wine, mentioned above, and the first glass I drank almost empty when I realize there was a little gunk in the bottom of the glass and didn't think much of it, it is a nice place after all, and that was that.)

OK, I spend the whole day (Tues) sleeping and not eating because I am so nauseous. Wednesday it was the same thing! Paul kept saying, you're just having a bad hangover *which really started to make me mad btw, I mean, it's not like I was doing tequila shots all night, thank you* So Wednesday I don't eat anything and go to work for a few hours but feel like I'm gonna loose it at any moment and go home early. I start thinking, hmm, feels like traveler's sickness but I'm not traveling. *check the Cipro stock, not full but not empty either* so I pop some Cipro and the next day, Thurs. Voila! I feel better. I KNEW it wasn't a hangover *P!* the stupid wine had turned, and yours truly, a cuban-rum-and-coke girl, not a wine one didn't even notice. Awesome. Love getting food poisoning. So here I am having lost a week of my life - no biggie, really - and trying to catch up.

The only thing that did get done this week is that I got another one of the
halters that are on sale at Banana that M and I are obsessed with. Seriously, they are awesome and I will wear them everywhere. And between M and I, I think we own like 8 (yes, I have 4 of the same top in 4 different colors) Dude, they're $7.00!! That's like stealing from Banana.

OK, got to get back to work. Until my next brush with death...

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