I have sunk to a new and depressing low.
I am blogging while sitting on the toilet with diarrhea and watching the World Poker Tour.
Is it any wonder that my husband can't keep his hands off of me?
I have been in a food warp for a couple of weeks. My digestive system has become a snobby and exclusive club and only a short list of foods make it past the bouncer. If I sneak something in that is not on the guest list my body is an angry bitter mess. Said food is expelled immediately, using the nearest available orifice.
On this list: toast, crackers, popsicles, applesauce, jello and Coca-Cola.
I am officially a first grader.
God bless wireless internet connections, or I could not share this with you.
Wouldn't that be tragic?
1 comment:
Oh man, that is so awful. But at the same time?
BHWAAAAAAA
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