Late Night Stomach Ache

OK. I overdid it this time. Anyone who knows me knows I'm a big heifer and, given half the chance, I'll eat and drink myself silly (see the top of my "likes" list). Well, since it was Easter, my sister and I decided we were gonna do it up. So we went to a champagne brunch after church at this little Mexican restaurant by the apartment. And that was some good Mexican breakfast, lemme tell you. And the champagne didn't hurt at all. As soon as I finished a glass, here came a waiter: "More champagne?" Who am I to say no?

Then I come home and make some cape cods for us. How many did I drink? Good question. By the time my sister started cooking, I had more than a buuz going on. She made pork tenderloin, which was basically two big, long chunks of meat that take marinades really well. My sister had three slices of one. I ate the rest of it. The whole thing, except for one small slice I couldn't manage to force myself to eat. Then, more cape cods.

Then, my friend comes by and we go to El Torito, where I proceed to have a vodka and Sprite. Now, mind you, I didn't feel anything but full and happy.

Then, God decided to punish me. Gluttony--a bad, bad thing.

I went to sleep a little after 12. Not two hours later, I wake up with a big ball of... how to describe... terrible, horrible, well-deserved DISCOMFORT in my stomach. It wasn't a stomachache, wasn't nausea. I've neverhad heartburn, but, the way this feels, I think I may have my first case. Except it's really BAD. I feel like I'm about to burst open. I haven't tested my stomach's limits like this in a good while. And for an eater like me to say that is something...

On a side note, the guy on Ham on the Street on Food Network is really cute and I can't put my finger on why...

And since I'm already complaining... I can NOT for the life of me get a hold of this album by Cherokee called Soul Parade. Seems when she was recording the album, she was in the middle of switching labels and the music got lost in the shuffle. Now, when I was with my ex, he burned me all kinds of CD's. This was one of them. A fell in LOVE with it. This girl has a lot to say and has some hot tracks to say it on. Unfortunately, I played it non-stop while my ex and I were together, so the music got all wrapped up in my head with that time, so i didn't hesitate to give the CD back to him when we split.

I regret it now.

You can not get this CD ANYWHERE. Trust me, I have tried and tried. Even my online resources are failing me. I've managed to get my hands on a few tracks, which is a good thing (and, Lord, do they take me back), but still can't find my two favorites: "Lips" and "Crazy." So, if anyone knows a way to get hold of the album or these songs, please, please, let me know.

So it's past 3:30 in the morning now and I'm supposed to be up for work in 3 hours. Something tells me I'm not going to make it in. I HATE calling in to work. I always feel like a bum when I do. And I'm sure my boss isn't crazy aobut it, either. On one hand, that's what sick days are for, right? On the other, I hardly ever call in to work, and I've called in 3 times already at this job. And I haven't been there three months yet! I don't want my bosses thinking I'm one of those who plays hooky every chance I get. I really mean to go in, especially as busy as we are. My health just has not been cooperating the past couple of months. But I just might have to call in today. I'm not one who can function on no sleep. Never been able to.

Damn, I hate calling in. Feel like I'm lying, even when I'm not.

Oh well, if I do call in, that's more time to write. Now, will I use that time? Good question...