sleep frogging, again. and prison.
| we went to dinner with one of my most favorite peeps in the world...ne-galaxy...last night. as you know, i have been fighting a migraine for a few days now...i took a new pill that my dr had given me, napped for 15 minutes and when jake woke me up, i felt better. high, but better. i can do high. so we went. i was ravenously hungry, gobbled about half of my food. and then...my head didn't hurt, but the nausea part of the migraine came back. i went to the bathroom. sat on the toilet with my head between my knees. ok. i feel better. get up, exit the stall. oh no...i am gonna puke...go sit back down...head betwixt knees...repeat several times, while jake and john wonder if i am the chubbiest bulemic ever. i finally pull it together and i really want to stay, but i have the chills and that pukey feeling, and i worry that i might puke in the car. so we leave, planning to see each other tonight, as well. we get home, i shower, take migraine drugs, decide to knit a clutch to dye and do some shibori on and felt. i remember knitting it. when i wake up, it has been frogged and wound back onto the ball. so odd. i also eat stuff and don't remember. or bake. or write emails. or have conversations. i attempt not to talk to anyone late at night, although amy is well aware that i do it and just disregards anything i say, like "we should go to london next month!" despite the fact that we have no money. stuff like that. i get all these smart ideas when i am in that state. what else? i was woken up this morning by a friend, whose name i will not mention...let's call him dave, calling me from um...PRISON...to ask me to tell my mother in law that he will not be making it to work this morning. understandably. i am going to take photos of yarn and such now because it is sunny today. so. photos soon. i swear it. smooochies and all of that, n. |
posted by natasha @ 12:49 PM
4 Comments:
Wowee! That is a great excuse for missing work......it isn't one of those call ins where the boss can encourage you to suck it up and come in anyway.
she did ask if he would come in later...i said i didn't think so.
Have you ever considered writing a book? You should, you know. chocolatte
wow, prison phone call, that is too much. i'm glad you told L why he was not around. i can't wait to hear the full story, although it seems like another witness will likely provide the full true story, rather than DAVE if you know what i mean.
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