Smart puking

So, I felt so exhausted (not just "tired-exhausted", but "crying for every fucking little thing-exhausted") today, that I stayed home, instead of going to the Twistaroos gig with Morten (who plays guitar and "co-sings" in The Twistaroos). He had taken the car, and, exhausted as I was, I didn't feel like walking to the store. Even though I was a bit bummed (eh... quite angry with the entire world, actually) about not having dark chocolate in the house, I settled for ordering chinese. The food came, and I ate happily. Untill an hour later, when I started barfing like a pig... Haha! I told you I felt bad, and had a plausible reason for staying home. A couple of hours later, when I had "returned to myself", and was not lying on the bathroomfloor hugging the toilet, I got SO, SO hungry! As I had been barfing litres, naturally my stomach was all empty. I decided to take my bike and my dog and ride down to the gas station to get pizza. But as I got up, I found myself standing there in nothing but a T-shirt. Where the hell were my panties? Well, I found them on my head. I turned out, that, in the middle of the puking, I'd actually had the sense to take off my panties and put them in my hair to keep my hair clear of vomit. Now, is that a good girl, or what?

Now, I am loaded with pizza, dark chocolate and chocolate ice cream, and I'm ready to have a party! The panties are going back on my head!