99.5º

in last night's little psychotic meltdown i must have ingested some gluten-y amazingness and (basically) got zero sleep last night, had stomach acid doing god knows what to my throat, got some super awesome sweats, and am now in the fetal position debating if it's even worth it to try and puke whatever the fuck is still lurking in my stomach up.

so much for yoga.

oh yeah, and ive got a fever.

but that might be the gluten.

or i may not be glutened, maybe i have like, a virus or something. my stomach was wonky all yesterday too, but i assumed that was from thursday's happy-fun-b/p session.

doubt it.

pretttttty sure i was just an idiot and didnt read some label right.

ugggggghhhhhhhh

i really, really, really wanted to go to yoga and ride my bike and drink tea and do happy things today. and i cant fucking MOVE because i feel like i have burning acid rocks in my stomach.

fuck thiiiissssss

i keep trying to calm down and like, do some breathing and be patient incase the stress is making my stomach all churny, but i cant help it. i dont know whats going on and my burps seriously tasted like stale vomit. this is soooooo gross.