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I had a really vile morning.
I squeezed out a hard-on this morning to some Inari Vachs, because I am weak willed. After that I was still rock solid, so I went downstairs and placed my daily supplements on the table. I chased those down with some apple juice. Then I grabbed a bowl of cereal and headed back upstairs.
In my room I watched Dollhouse on my laptop, while eating and checking my emails.
The erection was still there.
Near the ending of the episode I noticed a very unfamiliar feeling. I thought there was a volcanic eruption taking place in my stomach. I remember only having this feeling a few times, influenced twice from alcohol.
The first time I was late to a party. I was the reigning champion of "Three Shots, Three Cups." From what I have been told, I had a lot of challengers. I still hold my title to date. The other time, I drank a fifth of Jack Daniels like it was water. In fact I remember pouring it into cups of water. See, everyone knows your supposed to have a glass of water for every beer, so I planned on cutting out the middle man.
Once I realized what this reaction was, I calmly placed the Honey Nut Oats aside and the laptop next to it, then headed for the bathroom. I just stood over the bowl doubting this could really be happening. The volcano wanted to burst, but I forced it down. I closed my eyes and thought about how many times I have successfully done this before. I also thought about the three pounds I lost, as the doctor's scale proved; missing a meal or two does that for me. I can't afford to do this.
As I fought the force, sitting on my knees doing crunches towards and away from the bowl with my upper body, I remembered something my brother told me: "Don't worry about doing it, Bro. You feel good afterward."
So I leaned into the toilet and threw up twice. I didn't feel good afterward. And I lost my supplements for the day.
I did learn something today though: milk plus something acidic (apple juice) equals vomit.
I squeezed out a hard-on this morning to some Inari Vachs, because I am weak willed. After that I was still rock solid, so I went downstairs and placed my daily supplements on the table. I chased those down with some apple juice. Then I grabbed a bowl of cereal and headed back upstairs.
In my room I watched Dollhouse on my laptop, while eating and checking my emails.
The erection was still there.
Near the ending of the episode I noticed a very unfamiliar feeling. I thought there was a volcanic eruption taking place in my stomach. I remember only having this feeling a few times, influenced twice from alcohol.
The first time I was late to a party. I was the reigning champion of "Three Shots, Three Cups." From what I have been told, I had a lot of challengers. I still hold my title to date. The other time, I drank a fifth of Jack Daniels like it was water. In fact I remember pouring it into cups of water. See, everyone knows your supposed to have a glass of water for every beer, so I planned on cutting out the middle man.
Once I realized what this reaction was, I calmly placed the Honey Nut Oats aside and the laptop next to it, then headed for the bathroom. I just stood over the bowl doubting this could really be happening. The volcano wanted to burst, but I forced it down. I closed my eyes and thought about how many times I have successfully done this before. I also thought about the three pounds I lost, as the doctor's scale proved; missing a meal or two does that for me. I can't afford to do this.
As I fought the force, sitting on my knees doing crunches towards and away from the bowl with my upper body, I remembered something my brother told me: "Don't worry about doing it, Bro. You feel good afterward."
So I leaned into the toilet and threw up twice. I didn't feel good afterward. And I lost my supplements for the day.
I did learn something today though: milk plus something acidic (apple juice) equals vomit.
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