Day 558: Nagi no baka
Jan. 12th, 2008 03:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
As much as I make jokes about my cooking being premeditated food poisoning, I'm not that bad a cook - when I cook at all. Which isn't very often.
On top of doing homework for and attending a class I'm not even in, I have added an all new low to the stupidities I am inflicting upon myself this semester.
I food-poisoned myself today.
With a hot pocket.
That's right - a hot pocket. How, you ask? I don't know. I ate it. My head went faint. My stomach hurt. I hurled. Xiao Qian says it's because I didn't nuke it long enough. I'm wondering if this is lactose intolerance coming back to bite me hardcore for all the cheese I've eaten in the last couple days, but I've actually been good about taking my pills for once. This sucks.
Xiao Qian is an angel, though. She came over and visit, brought me butter cookies and ginger ale. We talked about boys, new year's eve parties, and why the property exam sucked.
I had grand plans for today. I was gonna buy Schuldig's present, I was going to do lots of homework. At least I swept the floor and cleaned my machine. That's really all I have going for me. I tried to read fanfic, but my head was spinning. So I'm watching the Dead Like Me that Weber gave me. Also, my DVD of R&G Are Dead came in the mail, which made me cheer up a bit. Before I puked.
So I'm gonna slowly attempt to eat, maybe do some homework, and continue to feel like the biggest idiot in the world. I think my mother is seriously regretting letting me live on my own.

Edit: the sister missionaries came to visit me tonight. Sister Higgins transferred out while I was gone *woeface* but Sister Jones seems awesome. It really cheered me up. I love the sister missionaries lots.
On top of doing homework for and attending a class I'm not even in, I have added an all new low to the stupidities I am inflicting upon myself this semester.
I food-poisoned myself today.
With a hot pocket.
That's right - a hot pocket. How, you ask? I don't know. I ate it. My head went faint. My stomach hurt. I hurled. Xiao Qian says it's because I didn't nuke it long enough. I'm wondering if this is lactose intolerance coming back to bite me hardcore for all the cheese I've eaten in the last couple days, but I've actually been good about taking my pills for once. This sucks.
Xiao Qian is an angel, though. She came over and visit, brought me butter cookies and ginger ale. We talked about boys, new year's eve parties, and why the property exam sucked.
I had grand plans for today. I was gonna buy Schuldig's present, I was going to do lots of homework. At least I swept the floor and cleaned my machine. That's really all I have going for me. I tried to read fanfic, but my head was spinning. So I'm watching the Dead Like Me that Weber gave me. Also, my DVD of R&G Are Dead came in the mail, which made me cheer up a bit. Before I puked.
So I'm gonna slowly attempt to eat, maybe do some homework, and continue to feel like the biggest idiot in the world. I think my mother is seriously regretting letting me live on my own.

Edit: the sister missionaries came to visit me tonight. Sister Higgins transferred out while I was gone *woeface* but Sister Jones seems awesome. It really cheered me up. I love the sister missionaries lots.