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so tuesday was training day with greenpeace.
it was five hours of learning about greenpeace's causes, campaigns, successes and history. it was just so much information in one shot that i was completely exhausted by the end of it. i felt really energized throughout the process but as soon as i stepped outside to go home i just wanted to pass out in the grass and sleep for many many hours.
yesterday wasn't so smooth.
everything was fine all day. i was fine all day. went to work- we talked about what you say to people when you approach them and how to read body language. fine. we got ready to head out. fine. i watched and listened and learned a lot from the girl i was working with. fine, fine, fine. then, a few hours into it, i got this really intense headache that started off bad and worsened over about an hour. eventually, i was so nauseous from it that i had to go home. here's the fun part: about halfway home- i threw up in the cab. it was magical. i asked monsieur cabby to pull over so that i could continue throwing up on the street as the bewildered pedestrians passed me by.
eesh.
i hope tonight goes a little more smoothly.
23 years old today, i am
it was five hours of learning about greenpeace's causes, campaigns, successes and history. it was just so much information in one shot that i was completely exhausted by the end of it. i felt really energized throughout the process but as soon as i stepped outside to go home i just wanted to pass out in the grass and sleep for many many hours.
yesterday wasn't so smooth.
everything was fine all day. i was fine all day. went to work- we talked about what you say to people when you approach them and how to read body language. fine. we got ready to head out. fine. i watched and listened and learned a lot from the girl i was working with. fine, fine, fine. then, a few hours into it, i got this really intense headache that started off bad and worsened over about an hour. eventually, i was so nauseous from it that i had to go home. here's the fun part: about halfway home- i threw up in the cab. it was magical. i asked monsieur cabby to pull over so that i could continue throwing up on the street as the bewildered pedestrians passed me by.
eesh.
i hope tonight goes a little more smoothly.
23 years old today, i am
posted by diadima at 11:19 AM
9 Comments:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Glad to see you celebrating as everyone should celebrate their birthday. With vomit.
Hope you're feeling better.
Happy belated birthday!
the vomit part isn't supposed to be til the night of/day after though.
Shut up, Lou. She doesn't even like you.
Sorry, Dia. I try to keep him in check, but he's a Zombie and you know how they are.
Oh, I think you know.
So long as you die.
happy birthday, hope that vomit-inducing headaches aren't common!
and many more, Dia :)
Sorry to hear about your barfday, but happy birfday!
I'm groaning too. ;-)
Seriously, it was a glorious day when you showed up on the planet. Don't forget that.
Happy birthday.
Sorry about the puking. And it wasn't even party-related! That's a tragedy.
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