sick to my stomach.

i feel that i am on the verge of puking my stomach up my esophagus.

i just got back from dinner and beer with my research professor and my friend who is also my colleague. dinner was awesome! dr. d cooked 3 kinds of salmon, rice and ceasar salad, it was bomb. not to mention, he needs to get a rice cooker and scrap the stove top method. but anyway, i brought a 40 oz (to freedom) and some chips over and besides being rediculed for beer and chips, i can tell that i got some manly respect. hah. so anyways, we eat watch a little runs house then a little bam margera and speak freakin chemistry like the whole time. i mean WOW. WTF. it was cool and everything but i felt like i had to drink up in order to stay awake lol.

and another thing...i guess i went just to have something to do because nicole went back to the westside with lui..they are going to summer jam on sunday and i wish i could have gone too. but i couldn't miss 3 days of work with the rafting trip and my birthday in august/sept. i miss her already, and the apartment is empty...just me. on top of that, i feel sick because i biked over to dr. d's house and biked back a little tipsy! and i tell you beer and excersize do not mix.

so UGH. i'm not going to think about puking...because if i do, all hell will break lose..out of my mouth if you will.