Vomit.

I am supposedly on vacation. but, I've spent just as much time working as i do when i am not on vacation.

Furthermore, on top of that, I have been trying to snowboard as much as possible to feel like I am not wasting my vacation. As a result I am pooped.

Last night I threw up twice.. a sludge of pizza and salad. Altitude? I don't know.

I watched a special about the craigslist killer last night. made me grateful that I didn't get murdered by any of the crazys that have lived in my house. The scary part about that special is the guy was a medical student and clean cut and normal. That's the weird part.

I feel disgusting. that book is done. well... except for all of the comments from my boss. i am sure there are spills and taints of her commentary. Which I don't care to hear. I can just see her fingerprints pawing through my work and criticizing it. Her hot tongue with a glut of white buds on it opening wide to say "welll....." ugh. Sometimes the images I paint in my head drive me more nuts than reality.

I would prefer to die in my sleep than throw up at night. I know that is a crazy stupid and insane thing to say--- but i just hate throwing up. My throat hurts this morning. My nose burns.

One of these days-- I will look forward to supposed vacations. One of these days.