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Oh woe is me… my head
hurts and I can't keep food down. I am never, never,
never drinking again. The one wholesome thing about last
night is that we walked for blocks and blocks up hill to
a desirable bar and my calves are feeling very toned. My
star sign, according to the ever insightful excite.com.au
horoscope, says this:
"You seek tranquility
in a world that seems to be anything but tranquil. Unplug
yourself from the overload of information racing through the
air. Find somewhere solitary and spend some time in meditation.
Silence your thoughts by naming them and letting them pass
by. By quieting your mind, you will tap into a deeper sense
of peace. Don't let yourself be talked into doing anything
you don't want to do today. Spend as much time as you
can alone and blanketed in silence."
Solitary? Blanketed?
I am so obviously being told to go back to bed.
Things that trigger
nausea today:
1.The colour green
2.Fast movement in Special-K's
car
3.Small having strawberry
jam and cream cheese on toast for breakfast (even writing
this makes me retch)
4.The smell of my cigarette
soaked clothes from last night (the worst!)
5.Small's spaniel licking
my foot
6.The mention of a possibility
of a roast lunch
7.A large blob of butter
on my toast
at least this is not
as bad as one time when I couldn't even go into direct
sunlight without having to dash for the bathroom, hand over
mouth.
I'm sorry, my little
squirmy liver. Thankyou Big-P for buying me raisin toast and
making me peppermint tea.
If we can afford to,
we're thinking of going away to Hamilton
Island for a couple of weeks r&r. It looks so nice… mmmm.
I have never been a beach/resort type, I can't even swim,
I wouldn't know how to begin to eat a lobster, etc. but
the whole idea of lying around in the sun, reading bad books
and paddling in amazing blue water is irresistible.
Check out andreas
lindkvist's site. Such cute picks, especially the
stuff he did for we the
shoppers site.
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