In another example of the universe trolling me, I seem to always end up reading a story or a book where there is a character with the stomach flu–or even better, dysentery–when I am also having digestive problems.
What a great way to feel closer to the characters. *chokes on sarcasm*
Funny, that this is one of the reasons I got to being social with Toni. Because it makes me feel like I’m being friendly if I sit quietly by while someone sits over a trashcan and we don’t talk because they think they will vomit…so we just sat quietly. And sometimes when we would hang out, I’d bring her packets of Pepto-Bismol. Because that’s how you become someone’s friend.
…ugh. I’m hopeless.