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Date: Feb. 18, 2003
Time: 7:36 PM My current mood is:
Back from my trip I admit, I had some trouble at the begining part. I mentioned that I puked again in my last entry, I then threw up a couple more times. Once was when we went out to eat, both of us looking down at our barely half eaten plates, Jon exclaimed "That's what happens when two anorexics go out for dinner" and laughed, I just sat silent, suddenly everything turning dark at the mention of that word, depression setting in, the only recourse was to rid myself, afterwhich I came back to the table all bubbly and smiley, everything suddenly grand. Anyway, the point being, I just wasn't doing well. I mean of course I was having a great time with him, but food-wise not good. My digestive system started going downhill fast again, and pretty much the whole trip I felt really sick every time I ate. At one point I knew....I knew that he knew my secret. I was feeling very sick after eating, and he offered to go out and buy me Mylanta or something. I said ok sure, but then suddenly he wouldn't. He just refused...and I could tell, I knew that he thought I would puke. The next day he asked me if I make myself puke and reluctently I told him yes I do/did, and we had a long talk about it. I felt more comfortable telling him because he also pukes, and I swear I almost asked him for tips! I mean he's a hands free purger...all he does is THINKS about puking and then he does. But it was really cool having that talk with him, he wasn't mean at all to me, he's so awesomely understanding. He's so supportive and caring, I couldn't ask for someone to be more understanding then he is. After that I felt a lot better and haven't puked since then. We ended up staying later then planned because of the HUGE snowstorm we got. We got 27 1/2 inches!!! That's fucking insane! So we stayed an extra night, I called my work today to tell them I couldn't come and of course my manager Cathrine was a huge bitch about it, like it's MY fault we got a gigantic blizzard? If she even gives me shit about it I'm quitting, I refuse to feel guilty for calling in to work on account of 27 1/2 inches of snow. Anyway in conclusion I had an awesome time and now I am sad without my Jon :( I hope he moves here soon!! I hate my life without him in it. |
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