so perhaps I shoils explain what's actually happening.
I stayed up all night discussing general life and godliness with a person that shall remain unnamed by his own request. name dropping is strictly forbidden, or so I hear.
anyhow, this morning I ate a green apple on an empty stomach on the way to work which I should have known was a bad idea.
my adventure into the bowels of hell (aka UnitCare Services) was short lived. I created an elaborate hoax involving a student mentor, a school forum and short notice to bail out fifteen minutes after I arrived. sadly, when I got up to exit the building I found that familiar bitter taste in my mouth and found myself pissbolting to the bathroom to throw up afore mentioned green apple.
the joys of life didn't end there though! no, they continued down the road as I walked to the bus. I guess you can't really call it walking so much as violently shivering to the point where I was actually making progress towers the bus stop.
feeling empty and a little bit depressed as I walked down rundle mall, I had a fucking awesome idea that I ought to go to McDonalds and eat a ham and cheese croissant. this also ended up in the sink of a public bathroom
now I go home to sleep.
pleAse.