Aside from a lunch date on Saturday with John and talking for hours, I ended up with severe GI distress. (and btw, nothing is more horrible than GI distress than GI distress with someone you've just met)
The kind that one thinks every fart is suspect. Yes, I was close to the dreaded shart. I spent several hours in the restroom at home ... chillin'. I had planned on a nice evening with FitnessNerd, etc. at St. Elmos and a trip to Ike and Jonesey's for 'culture' but after cancelling with them for St. Elmos (no sense in eating something you aren't sure is going to stick with you past 20 minutes) I began to feel better. I hung out at home, with occasional trips to the restroom then about the time I heard they were getting their dessert, it started up again.
No thanks, I'd rather not shit myself in public. Call me selfish. ;)
So I hung out at home, ended up falling asleep around midnight after an hour of GI-distress free night. I sure was not going to bed before all that ended. No thanks.
So today I got up early -- 'bout 7:30 and started laundry. Did laundry for a few hours then went to the gym, dropped off recycling, dropped off some stuff at Goodwill. Did a Sam's Club run and headed home for a late-ish lunch. Showered, headed to Starbucks for a nice cup of coffee and a book reading moment. Came back home, flipped on the TV and finished laundry.
Now I've finished with the Superbowl (Yeah Giants!!!!), I am getting ready to get my bed back together and call it a night.
g'night.
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I fucking love you! And you have to tell me his real name due to the fact that he graduated with my sister, and I probably know him ;)
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