Woman Carries Pepto Bismol in Hip Flask

When I stepped out of my house this morning, I was greeted by my yard’s first opened tulip. Yay! Lots of hostas are bursting out of the ground, and the shrubs are starting to turn green. I can’t wait to spend more time in the garden. I can’t believe it took me so long to discover the joy of growing things!

I’ve been a sickly thing (as my mom would say) lately. I got violently ill Thursday night. I was up all night puking my brains out. I was sick all day Friday and didn’t even make it past the bathroom until 9 a.m. Saturday. It was terrible. I suspect food poisoning. I was finally able to eat a full meal Sunday night, but my stomach was upset for hours afterward and I had to carry Pepto Bismol in my purse and chug it in the library when no one was looking. Dark days, my friends. No wonder my previous posts have been so sinister. I feel hungry, but I’m worried about eating. When I eat, my stomach gets all worked up. Summ has convinced me to try some soup for lunch. Getting sick during exams is the worst.

I have oral argument today for my appellate advocacy class. I’m actually kind of excited for the argument—I feel pretty good about my case, even though my hypothetical client comes off looking like a real jerk. I decided I needed to look likeable and confident to combat the jerkiness of my client, so I decided to wear my light pink suit. (Plus if I spill Pepto Bismol on myself while chugging it no one will be the wiser).