Rough night and a pretty chilled out Sunday!
Yesterday, I made the, according to myself, fantastic decision, to eat the remainder of my meat balls in one sitting. 15 meat balls, down the hatch, as they say. Boy did I regret that at 3 am this morning. I woke up, feeling awful. I then sat up, and that familiar feeling began to emerge. You know, that feeling that something is on the way up. So, I jumped out of bed, put on some clothes and headed downstairs. I managed to just close the door, lock it and lift up the toilet seat when it happened. I will not go into detail, but it was bad. I brushed my teeth, had a cup of water and went back to sleep.I then woke up at 8.30, unable to sleep anymore. So I went up, and just started to relax. The plan was to get rid of some of the things that are cluttering my bedroom, but I couldn't be bothered. Maybe I will do it after I have written this blog, since I am possibly expecting company on Tuesday. I am spending some time with K then, and she might be able to go back home with me. Nothing is 100%, though. I know what you are thinking. "Here's another one that Philipsen are gonna blog religiously about.". You'd be wrong. I am not gonna put her in every single blog that I make. Unlike R, I am not completely head-over-heels in love with K. Am I ruling out the possibility of me falling in love with K? No. But for now, friendship is the only thing on my mind.
Ah, well.. Off to the container yard I go with the things I need to discard.
Later!
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