Why I hate giving blood. I spent the rest of the day feeling dizzy and nauseous and I was trembling. On my walk back from the store (I seriously needed red meat and juice) I threw up. I had scoped where the trash cans were on the way there because I knew I was going to need it. That sucked ass through a straw. Yeah. I made steak and mashed potates and had juice and cream corn and it was goooooood. Did you know that cream corn swimming in blood from a rare steak is nectar of the gods? Hot damn was that tasty. Puppy watched a movie and we sort of cuddled every so often. Not the best couch for it. Eventually the movie ended and at 10:30 I went and crawled into bed and fell asleep hard and fast. We managed to go to sleep without having sex. I have no idea when the last time we did that was. Have I mentioned that I am tired of my body deciding that 7 1/2 hours is all the sleep it wants? Waking up at 6 blows chunks.

This morning he told me that he is going to shave for his trip to Nepal. I can logically understand it–it will make his life easier and cooler and all. But I feel funny about it. He made the off-hand crack that I have mentioned that I want to actually see his face at some point and this is my chance. Buddy, I don’t want my shot at seeing you bare-faced to be as you are running off to spend 10 days with your ex in a foreign country. 🙁 His jokes don’t quite go over as he plans at times. I don’t know why I feel so weird about it, but I do. It is occuring to me that maybe I can ask him to just keep it off for the summer or at least for a while. That way it won’t just be about spending time with her in my head.

I still don’t feel well physically. My stomach is upset and I get dizzy when I stand up. Yeah, no gym trip today–I feel weak as a kitten.

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