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January
January
Screw it, I'm going back to bed.
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Screw this day, I’ve had enough of my 4 waking hours. Back to the aircon and bed.
Something happened keeping me awake all night, with a bottle of Tanduay. Even had a vodka redbull around 9:00 am but finally crashed. Man, I woke around 8:30 pm feeling nauseous and sweating like mad. Daymn, the room reeks! Crap, I must be sick ’cause the aircon was cranking. What the hell is that smell? Burning wood? B.O.? Rotting monkey ass?
I head out for some sprite and a lil food, but 2 minutes into walking, I’m sweating like an anthrax carrier. I don’t even get to Red Pirates before I’m soaked – even my legs are sweating! Ouch… anyway I get to sundown for cranberry juice and Hungarian sausage and notice I smell like a garbage pit – what the hell!?!? Ok, so how much is the order – and then the calculator decided to start acting up. Another delay.
As I leave, I start feeling dizzy and a friend stops me to ask if I was OK, well no, I’m not apparently if its bad enough for you to notice. I say I’m nauseous and about to puke: which apparently is a twisted hint for this guy to think I’d enjoy talking some more with him. Get lost!
Stop in at a sari store in the lot next to Red Pirates: 2 guys minding shop. Neither one can sell me anything because they don’t know the prices. The ‘Aunt’ took off for dinner, its her shop. Dude says hold-on and walks around the back. I wait….and wait…. finally he comes back. Dude wants me to wait while he texts her – oh hell no.
Next store, dude speaks English but doesn’t seem to understand it…… 2 large bottles please…… Yes, 2….. These, yes….. 2….. No bag, i have one….. Don’t need to be cold, these 2 will be fine…. 100pesos……… I know 100…….can I have the bottles?…….. 2 bottles…… yes, these…… I finally reached over and grabbed them myself, leaving the 100p and walked off.
Oh crap, now I can’t even watch TV! Obama is on every damn channel going on about God saving this and that. And something about moving forward and overcoming something and equality something-or-other. Huh? There isnt a single damn thing in his personal or families history that ever involved slavery or discrimination! Well, I guess I’ll just watch the Chinese Newyear movie CJ7, which seems suspiciously like a new version of Pokemon.
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What you had was called a bad hang over. The rotting monkey ass smell inside is the hot dogs you were cooking the day before. They are still stuck in the apple slices with pepper and whatever else you put in there with them. You smelling like garbage is the jammers taco’s from the night before you are sweating out hahahahaha.
Jan 27, 2009 at 4:33 PM
yea, I think you’re right. My stomach was jacked up all night and then I got food poisoning. that had my ass blasting with painful vengeance.
Jan 27, 2009 at 11:41 PM