Okay seriously. Someone please explain to me the correlation between Fridays and getting sick. This afternoon, after lunch, - for fun I might add - I decided to have a latte from the Good Earth just across from my econ class (funny how I always seem to get into trouble while waiting for it). Unbeknownest to me (ie. I completely forgot), the guy gave me a shot of really strong expresso in my order. So what happens next? You tell me. There I am, in the middle of econ class feeling really dizzy. My head is pounding, throbbing and I feel nauseous. As a matter of fact, it’s still hurting and I have to somehow push aside the pain to focus on today’s reading *sob*. Oh the pain, the pain.
So lesson of the previous week: Sushi from the U of C? Never again (unless i’m having one of those unsatiable cravings ;)
Lesson of this week: There’s a reason I haven’t had real coffee in years (always been decaf or tea once in a blue moon); real coffee? ALSO never again.
A plague on both; a ban on both! >:(
hmph. and I thought I was loosening up too. *Sigh* back to being a square.
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