Friday, September 5, 2008

Nausea? Must Be Love

A lifetime ago, I met a guy at a party, stole his drink right out of his hand, couldn't stop staring at his mouth, and for two weeks afterwards, felt nauseous and had a stomach ache.

I spoke to him again recently and promptly spent an hour afterwards on the phone with SK, throwing up in my kitchen sink.

SK's comment? "Nothing says 'love' like nausea."

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