Well, today's post is not so much about what I ate, as it is about what I failed to digest. I Woke up early to cancel a meeting with a landlord and to schedule another. Following this, I had time to shower and eat some fruity pebbles before heading off to my meeting with Dr. Maroof-Tamir about my research. Due to unforeseen circumstances, Maroof was not able to make it to my meeting at 11 am, so we rescheduled a meeting for 1 pm instead. I thought to myself, "hey, I have some time to blow, I should check out the Electric Fetus." So I did. I walked in and looked at used cds for roughly 45 min. Little by little, I realized I was feeling very nauseous; the incense was particularly strong. In a way, it was a kind of terrible miasma, sapping my strength. The feeling got so bad I staggered out without getting the cd I wanted. The fresh air helped immediately, however that did not stop me from leaning over the dumpster behind the Fetus 2 minutes later horking the most gay pride vomit id ever seen. I think ill stay out of the Fetus for awhile. Still so much day ahead of me...
I found myself at the Super America station not 7 minutes after the Fetus experience. I grabbed a gas station turkey sandwich and a 22 ounce blue raspberry slushy and it was absolutely delicious, as I was ravenously hungry. Feeling better, I made my way to mega media xchange and the computer renaissance to check out the merch. Having blown sufficient time, I made my way back to campus and spoke to my professor. That went well, the research is for the most part a go, so good deal. Then I decided to do yet more with my trip our county's metropolis.
I called one of the three houses I am interested in renting in the near future to schedule a viewing. I ended up having to kill time until 4pm, so I went to see my friend Jim from SCSU to check out the house he is renting. Finally, I was able to look at the house I was looking to rent. Turned out to be pretty awesome, very affordable rent, decent facilities and everything, plus it is very close to campus. Now I only need to contact my three prospective roommates once again to confirm everything and check out a few more. But thats for friday, nooo worries.
the gay pride puke would have been the best picture ever!! that's pretty messed up that you puked though...
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