I have always been scared of pills getting stuck in my throat. This is one of the reasons I take the basic Ibuprofen instead of the Advil LiquiGels (eventhough they are AWESOME) - its small and round and I cant choke on it.
Well, that being said, I am taking a multivitamin every day. Yesterday was the one week anniversary of that health kick. Well - these things are huge! So, I was a little wary. Well, this morning, my fear was finally realized. The damn thing like jackknifed in my throat and instead of slipping right down, it decided to fall on it's side and go down.... which promptly made me cough it and a quarter cup of diet coke into my hand.
So it was kinda gross - but no where near as painful as I had anticipated. :)
I am feeling much better today. Ah, antibiotics! Where would we be without them.... well, besides dead?
The Jodi is coming up this weekend. YAY! I am so glad to see his ass... it feels like it has been ages!
I'm trying to convince myself to join a gym. I keep telling myself that if I join this gym I could work out before work and then have no excuses as to why my lazy ass doesn't get enough exercise. After work I am sleepy or have other shit to do..... Ah, but let's be honest - is my lazy ass really gonna wake up at the ass crack of dawn to huff it on some stairmaster or eliptical? Is it really safe to play with heavy weights that early in the AM? Ah, excuses, excuses....
Labels: Jagged Little Pill
So I haven't exactly been feeling great the last couple of days. I went to see Buck today to get him to fix me - as apparently, I am broken. My sinuses, etc are running amuck. So I went to the pharmacy across the way and got my prescriptions filled. How sweet is this - they gave me a free t-shirt. Ah, you have to love good marketing!
So I am already feeling better - health is so psychosematic for me.
I am being Miss. Calorie Conscious since Saturday night we are gonna party at the Shealy's and I will consume massive calories in the form of alcohol and ethnic food. Yum.
I am ready for the weekend. I am going to my Dad's Friday afternoonish to clean his house. Then JODI is coming up on Saturday! I am so ready to see him.
All of this, of course, is going to happen after I win 230million USD with my PowerBall ticket tonight. :)
I'm feeling better. Things are falling into perspective ... and today, well... it's a good day.
So Phoenix was awesome. We had a really great time. The flight from Atlanta to Savannah (the absolute last leg of the flight) was crazy turbulent. Seriously... I kept thinking we weren't gonna make it. It was honestly really scary. So we get off the plane and I call my Dad to tell him we made it. I relay the details of the harrowing ordeal. He says, "That's nothing. Once, my plane lost an engine over the Canadian Rockies". I guess engine failure trumps turbulence. He wins.
This trip made me realize that we live in a really small world afterall. I am not just saying that because at like 30k feet the grand canyon looks like a big fingerprint... but I ran into an older couple from Aiken at the airport in Phoenix and at the hotel... I was wearing a pink USC t-shirt. I was in the elevator and this dude hops on and honest to God, he says, "what. You couldn't get into Clemson?" Yes. He was from Clemson.
We met this awesome Canadian couple. We really had a good time with them. I drank some wine, ate some food, smoked some cigs on a balcony that looked out on the mountains and a waterfall. It was fun.
Since then... I have been behaving... for the most part. Jack came and spent the weekend and got me totally hooked on Dexter which is this crazy amazing show about a bad ass serial killer who reminds me of Chris Armbrust (if Chris were a serial killer).
I had a dream that Chris was my mom's love child. So hello, Mr. Half Brother Armbrust.
Jodi is coming down this weekend. We will spend some quality time with Vinnie, some martinis I hope, and some Alltel merchandise. Yowza!
I woke myself up laughing last week. I can't remember what about.
I dreamed last night that I lost my job because I was stealing meds from work... like stupid meds like vaccines ;) It was crazy... anyway then I tried to pretend I didnt do it. What a loser. So Jodi takes me on this last ditch road trip where I plan to live my last moments since clearly I must kill myself because of this. So we are in this like VW bus with 2 dorky dudes and Jodi is like.. well, you need a piece of ass before you die and I am like "yeh. well. I hope we are picking someone else up". Just a weird dream. I woke up before I learned if I was gonna bang one of those nerds or some hopefully hot hitchhiker.
Odd dreams as of late... but I cant complain about that. I had Bowen this weekend. It was awesome seeing him with Jo and Bill. Jo was my mom's best friend. Seeing her with Bowen... I imagine that is what Mom would have been like with him. It has to make you smile... or cry... or at least smoke. :)
Ah, I am taking some uppers now to hopefully boost the ole metabolism and help my massive ass stage some sort of a retreat. It's giving me weird ass dreams but hey - those are usually fun.
