I have to pee right now, but I’ll model through.

 

So this morning my friend Bekka awoke me at 10 o’clock.  Not okay- it’s Spring Break, my day shouldn’t begin until AT LEAST 2:30.  She’s been having weird pain in her ribs- I thought it was gas or stress or even contractions.  Our neighbor thought it was like Pinocchio- every time she would lie, she’d get another shot of pain.  After a few drinks, and a late-night photo shoot, the pain didn’t go away, but in her words, she was gonna “model through” it.  So the next morning, after she finished four episodes of ER, we went and sat in the waiting room of the Urgent Care, I of course brought my MacBook and we took goofy pictures in “photobooth” while we waited.  So she was gone for an hour, I read two magazines, one about how Angie stood Jennifer up, and of course, my favorite, “O At Home.”  I find out that Bekka’s been done and was in fact napping in one of the rooms.  She finally pulls me in the room and she has something called an “inflamed lung.”  Drama.  Well, I of course pocketed some rubber gloves before we headed out for lunch.

Meatless in Seattle…/VCU

 

I’ve been trying so hard to be a vegetarian lately.  The food choices are alright, but I’m also lactose intolerant, so if it ain’t topped with meat, it’s topped with dairy – so my diet consists of salad, or potatoes.  I’ve been taking my vitamins too, because I need those nutrients, but even when I eat all of my fruits and veggies I’m still sluggish all day, and waking up in the morning is impossible – I’ve stopped showering for that extra half hour of snooze.  AND I make up for my lack of meat by consuming chocolate.  Maybe all of the sugar from the chocolate is what’s causing my immune system’s failure.

And yes, Bekka,  I am my father’s daughter, and I do have meat running through my veins, but I’m doing it for the animals.

Until the next blog, here’s to hot dog wishes and bacon dreams.