Is it ironic that my very last night being 27, I'm not out on my bowling date having fun, but rather am stuck at home throwing up very noisily for about 5 hours straight now?
And no, the nastiness isn't a result of binge drinking. Rather, I suspect it's a nasty piece of sushi consumed at lunch today.
So this is it... 1 hour and 40 minutes until I hit the big 28. Not entirely sure what time I was born, so let's just keep it simple here.
Now if you'll excuse me, I hear the porcelain gods calling me again.
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