Throwing Your Guts Up

Today was hell.

I swear I am never, ever, ever, EVER gonna drink myself into that state again.

I mean, at the bar drinking alone on a Sunday night? What level of pathetic depression is that?

I was puking for an hour in the club. I was puking in class this morning. I was still puking at 3 p.m.

It was starting to feel more like food poisoning rather than the Mother of all Hangovers. Ugh.

At one point I didn't even know what I was vomiting, I hadn't eaten anything and it was red and black like, WTF is that? The lining of my stomach? Ewness.

I am definitely rehabbing myself for a while.

And oh btw, I'm back on the market, in case you were wondering.