I had an argument with my room-mate last evening. It’ s an old argument and not very interesting and though I usually get along with him pretty well – tempers flared last evening. I ended up kicking the wall in anger – but strangely and instinctively carefully since I was wearing flip flops – and stormed off.
I went to burger king to get some overdue dinner and calm down. The service was slow – despite me being the only one in the restaurant – but I got my food and headed home. I read a book, ate my dinner, and tried to relax.
Filled up, I sat on the couch and got ready to watch “True Blood” season 1 – vampires, naturally. All of the sudden and from totally out of the blue, I felt like I was going to throw up. I hurried to the bathroom, made it in time, and proceeded to violently and thoroughly hork up my meal.
It was… substantial and went on for a while. When I finally stopped, exhausted, my head was hurting from the tension in the muscles in my face. My throat hurt and there were flecks of blood when I spit.
But it was over. Like a thunderstorm – violent and sudden – then just as quickly stopped.
My room-mate felt bad – blaming himself for the argument and making me upset enough to hork. I think it was a combination of things, but if he wants to take the blame – fine by me.
I fixed myself some green tea and watched the first episode of the series. I’d read the books and enjoyed them – and the series opener was pretty good.
I’m tired today and working on a headache. I’d rather be home – or at least somewhere other than here.
Sign this entry – cranky, but enduring. Eh, at least it’s a swimming day – maybe I’ll feel better after that.
later…
