I eat like a 15 year old boy

In the very early hours this morning, I was in my bathroom depositing a little upchuck in the toilet (I did include a link for throwing up, what a great link!). I was grateful because I was pretty certain I would feel better afterwards, but I was also a little curious about the source. As I lay my sweaty head on the wonderfully cold ceramic tile following the purge, I ran over the list of possiblities in my head. My child attends daycare, so it is usually very obvious where the virus originated and who amplified it so it could attack me. But, she hasn't puked since the beginning of December and this doesn't mesh with the 14 day incubation period of your standard virus. My next candidate was food poisining. I made a mental list of what I ate yesterday and I was so disgusted I almost lost my lunch all over again. Are you ready? (this is chronological): a generous thermos of coffee, stale pretzels and graham crackers from the diaper bag, mashed potatoes, roast beef, corn, ~ 2 candy bars worth of chocolate, 3 stale Christmas cookies, another cup of coffee, 2 generous plates of food at your standard cafeteria style all you can eat restaurant (in-laws Bday party), and a piece of strawberry birthday cake. I have been blessed with a high metabolism, so I don't weigh 350 lbs as I obviously should with a diet like this. However, I don't care what you're metabolism is, obscene overeating is NOT good for you. I gave up trying to decide what made me sick and decided to make a belated New Year's resolution to care about myself and my family enough to not eat like a teenager. We'll see if I can stick to it.
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Work Sucks, Slot machines are fun

Welcome back everybody. It was a painful and arduous crawl to get into work this morning, but I made it and I was on time. That is all I have accomplished at this point. I am grateful to have a job, but if I could exist comfortably without a job I would quit really fast.

The New Year's celebrations have come and gone. I celebrated New Year's Eve by traveling to my local grocery store and buying a bag of hot wings and a 2 liter of Pepsi. We proceeded to watch South Park and eat hot wings. There was one minor catastrophe when my daughter rubbed hot wing juice into her eye, but other than that we made it through unscathed.

We celebrated New Year's Day watching our favorite team's bowl game and it was a miserable showing. We offset the misery by playing with the neighbor's slot machines. They're real slot machines, but you can't win real money because he uses tokens. Our 20 month old quickly learned how to jam the coins in and push the buttons and she was absolutely delighted. That is the longest I have ever seen her entertained by one object. The coins would come shooting out and the lights would flash when she won and I have never before seen such pure joy in her eyes. I am a little scared for what the future holds.
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