flatter, hotter, better

i looked hot when i woke up this morning. my belly was flatter, hotter, better. i wish you could've seen it.

and then i ate something. yeah, pretty stupid of me to eat spelt, seeing as i'm highly allergic, but em and i and chris wanted to go for breakfast and we couldn't leave quinpool because chris needed to buy the morrisey tix at 11:00. the adzuki bean brownie was pretty okay, but i can make 'em better. why the fuck do we keep going back to that place? like freeman's, it's handy.

so i was pretty unhappy about going to work this afternoon-- even moreso than normally: i felt like puking again, and crying. i had so much G D work to do that i had to forget about it. i got some cashiers to tape price tags. good delegatin' yo! i was on high effin' speed today, as i had a million more things to do than usual. and i also got to help some folks out who have finicky bowels--my bruthas and sistahs. they were really appreciative, so that helps ye ole spirit. and then em called and said she was staying for a few more days, which immediately painted me with a lemon yellow crayon. oh so comforting-- like tomato soup when i'm sick (of old). then i did something kind of dumb-- took three internal flush capsules to perhaps rid me of my spelt, which is dumb because it has casgara sagrada in it, which makes my bowels do something that they have no problem doing on the worst of days, but it's been been better than i expected. dribs and drabs. nothing too awful, just a bit of discomfort and feeling pretty acidic. what's up, rash? yeah, that's what i thought. ) and i had another good day with sterling-- telling him my health history. he relayed a story of a woman in romania who subsisted her whole adult life on eucharists. livin' on g_d and wafers. that's seriously fucked.

and so today i finally got a flower essence i've been meaning to buy, and i felt pretty swell after i took them for the first time. and i returned home from work, then went to the grocery store for: water, soymilk, an avacado, flax meal, buckwheat waffles, nairn's scottish oatcakes, garlic tofu, refried beans, and i don't remember what else. i ran into the meat manager de superstore, who calls me beyonce, and we had fun shoptalking. then to shopper's for chocolate discs for stressful nights and a rolling stone magazine (even tho there's nobody in particular i'm keen on, especially the cover's tom cruise-- who i don't give a hell about-- but i wanted it. i wanted to buy myself something indulgent and unnecessary. what a glutton, eh? em also gave me meagan's cosmo, which i always find haha to read, so haha). i am eight dollars away from my 34,00 optimum point level. i'm remarkably excited. i will have to spend it i think, because it's not possible to acrue more points--- and get rewarded for it at least. this many points entitles me to $75 worth of free whatev. i've been collecting these points for like five or more years-- more like six or something-- since i took medication. you can collect points from buying medication, but not use them toward it. funny, no? politics, yes. my meds gave me optimum points (lots, since i had to get some every week) and many side effects. nice work. also, in the points category, i officially have more than $200 worth of PC points-- which i can spend on groceries, travel, books, movies etc. I am so pumped. i love collecting points. i never spend them until i can truly cash in. i guess i'm a saver, and i'm not sure what that says about me, but it does.

so now i've poured myself a good gin et tangerine spritzer, am smiling for some reason (don't jinx it, dude), and listening to the chitter chatter of em and chris getting geared for asian hotog crib. and g fresh returns tomorrow-- and i'll be so up my own ass with whatev, etc to even enjoy it.

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