At the Top of the List
Now at number one on the list of The Strangest Places I’ve Had Sex:
in a hospital bed.
Get Well Soon
Well, it seems that drinking a shitload of alcohol is not, in fact, good for you. Ethan is in the hospital for pancreatitis. I feel bad for him, but I’m having trouble feeling really bad because he really brought this on himself. Is that awful?
At least I’m getting yet another chance to play caregiver. I do love to make people feel better. I’m thinking balloons, crosswords, and some fresh boxers will make a good care package.
Wow, first day back in class and my boyfriend lands in the hospital. What a long f-ing day.
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Definition:
Trying to walk around Target in your three-inch purple alligator heels which felt fine last night for Girls’ Night Out because you were drunk and couldn’t feel your feet, but this morning are making every step feel like you are simultaneously walking on broken glass and hot coals, while at the same time trying to hide your hangover breath while you ask the clerk where the trash cans are and pretending you don’t see how that mom with the three-year-old is looking at you.
