at around 4 yesterday, i knew something was wrong. i was at work, on the steamer for about an hour. i love the nice weather, but anyone working in the food industry will tell you otherwise. hot, as, balls. anyway, i hopped on the register, and after emerging from the cloud of heat, i felt something was wrong. i got out of work as fast as i could, and the subway ride was just terrible. i got the R from union square. i'm at 95th street in brooklyn. for anyone familiar with the subway system, they can feel my pain. anyone not familiar, trust me, that's a long ass ride. anyway, i felt like i had to throw up. i was feeling like i had to throw up at union, let alone every fucking stop after. i made it all the way to 86th street, all the way. that's one stop away from my apartment. but i held it in as long as i can. i was eying an empty grocery bag on the train in worst case scenario. well, this was worst case scenario, i booted in an empty grocery bag on the subway. and then every hour last night, i had to boot. it was awful. i haven't been this sick since i had mono a couple years ago. i haven't smoked anything in 2 days. i had a turkey sandwich at about 8 tonight. it felt good to eat.
well! i'm gonna go pass out now, and attempt to go to class tomorrow. i think it'll happen. stay healthy, internet.
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