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May. 1st, 2007

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So you want to know the definition of the best girlfriend EVER?


Last night, I couldn't sleep. I felt terrible, hot and cold, sick to my stomach. At three in the morning, I realized that fighting it was useless, and threw up everything I had eaten in the past six hours. I really, really hate throwing up. It scares the shit out of me, and there is nothing worse than realizing, as you're leaning over a toilet, that you'll have to deal with it all by yourself. And my legs would barely hold me, and I couldn't stop shaking.


So I called Sarah.


She picked up, to my surprise, told me she'd come by. After half an hour, she hadn't shown and wasn't answering the phone, so I kinda panicked. I was exhausted and sick, and not thinking very clearly, so I all but ran to her house, which is down the street. I rang the doorbell five times, Ramses let me in. Sarah was halfway down the stairs, having heard it, and I nearly took her out, I was so relieved to see her. At that point, my knees informed me they'd been abused enough and buckled. She sat with me on the stairs until I was breathing normally again, then waited while I brushed my teeth. I slept at her house, because she would not send me home. She had a breakfast date at 7:20 with Emma and Erin, so she walked me back to my house and I went back to sleep. She came by later, after showering with Erin, and held onto me until I had to get up at 9:45 for a meeting with my professor at 10:15. By that time I was something close to okay.


She's been checking in on me, off and on all day; we lay outside in the sun for an hour, shoulder to shoulder, reading.


I'm exceedingly grateful to her.
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me: aaaaaaaaaaaaah hah hah WET


me: my pants are SOAKED
me: My shirt is hanging up.
Dee: do you want a cookie?
me: my undershirt is excessivly DAMP.
me:  I have water running down my back
me: .BEST. THUNDERSTORM. EVER.
Dee: ...
Dee: ...
Dee: I HATE YOU
Dee: It's fucking sunny here
Dee: for, like, days
Dee: and days
Dee: and days
me: aaaaah hah hah hah POUR
Dee: HATE
me: I could be in a wet shirt contest!
me:  because my cami is WHITE
Dee: PIX NOW
Dee: NOW
Dee: FASTER
Dee: ...kidding
me: no batteries in the camera!
Dee: ...
Dee: cannibalize vibrator for batteries, i need to see this
Dee: *grin*
me: Saddest of sads, I have no vibrator.
Dee: dude
me:  No gently-pulsating friend for meeeee.
Dee: you fail as a lesbian
Dee: and your birthday's not for four months yet and a half
Dee: *sigh*
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