12.26.2002
praying to the porcelain god
okay, how the hell did ilan get to post on my blog? i guess i was too faded to sign out last night after i had posted. anyway, it is funny, so it's cool.
now, after reading what i posted i feel pretty silly. that little comment about "not drinking to the point of throwing up" cursed me. i was completely fine on our drive home, but as soon as i changed out of the clothes i was wearing, the chunks began to present themselves. and the BEST part is that we have no porcelain god to pray to! we are still toiletless. i had to throw up in the sink... it was pretty wretched. but andy was very good about it. he didn't abandon me or anything... and the smell.... man, i would have run for the hills. okay, not really... i'm very good with drunk people, i think. he kept trying to help me, but i told him he didn't have to stay in the bathroom cause it was too horrendous, even for me. i even got out the cleaner and scrubbed the sink down. then, after i finally passed out in bed, i woke up at 6am to throw up in our trashcan... then i did it again an hour later. ewww... i hate getting sloppy drunk. it's just not cool. so that's my version of the "porcelain god" --- the bathroom sink, and a small, green plastic trashcan. but, i'm doing very well now. took a shower and i got a call from work saying i didn't have to come in if i didn't want to. NICE. that was the best news ever. i'm probably going to victoria's secret cause i need to buy a new bra. i broke the very best one i have last night... and i was sober at the time! oh, who knows what was going on. i need to wake andy up... i'm hungry and someone needs to do something about that toilet cause we need that bad boy to be installed already. wheww.... that home stretch of that party last night was pretty insane, but i'm glad to report --- i'm alive and doing well......
okay, how the hell did ilan get to post on my blog? i guess i was too faded to sign out last night after i had posted. anyway, it is funny, so it's cool.
now, after reading what i posted i feel pretty silly. that little comment about "not drinking to the point of throwing up" cursed me. i was completely fine on our drive home, but as soon as i changed out of the clothes i was wearing, the chunks began to present themselves. and the BEST part is that we have no porcelain god to pray to! we are still toiletless. i had to throw up in the sink... it was pretty wretched. but andy was very good about it. he didn't abandon me or anything... and the smell.... man, i would have run for the hills. okay, not really... i'm very good with drunk people, i think. he kept trying to help me, but i told him he didn't have to stay in the bathroom cause it was too horrendous, even for me. i even got out the cleaner and scrubbed the sink down. then, after i finally passed out in bed, i woke up at 6am to throw up in our trashcan... then i did it again an hour later. ewww... i hate getting sloppy drunk. it's just not cool. so that's my version of the "porcelain god" --- the bathroom sink, and a small, green plastic trashcan. but, i'm doing very well now. took a shower and i got a call from work saying i didn't have to come in if i didn't want to. NICE. that was the best news ever. i'm probably going to victoria's secret cause i need to buy a new bra. i broke the very best one i have last night... and i was sober at the time! oh, who knows what was going on. i need to wake andy up... i'm hungry and someone needs to do something about that toilet cause we need that bad boy to be installed already. wheww.... that home stretch of that party last night was pretty insane, but i'm glad to report --- i'm alive and doing well......
