Sweat It Out

Hungover all day. Popped a scoop of protein powder into my coffee, but then drank the first half too fast and threw up. Laid in bed with Lady Miss Friday for most of the day. I've almost done with the qualifiers in Star Trek and I can finally delete it and get back to other things.

My fan asked for another video, but longer this time, with more spitting, better angles, and me showing my ass. I'll make it at some point, but that's kind of a lot. I should have at least taped it when I jerked off, since I knew it was going to be a huge cumshot. Ah, well. I showered, took care of some basic hygiene things that I've been ignoring, then had another protein shake in the afternoon.

Tim called in the evening, since he was in Little Italy. I'd been supposed to do a bunch of house work today, but... Hangover. I told Tim I hadn't, but then guilt kicked me in ass and I ran around fixing things up. Just vacuumed, swept, cleaned the bathroom, litter box. He cooked up some "chillish," like chilli but with no onions. I forced myself to eat some, since I hadn't had any solid food today. I was going to put on Don't Tell Mom The Babysitter's Dead, but it's not on Netflix. I landed on Wine Country instead, which is a little better dramedy than I'd first thought. He asked to borrow gas money, I put away the leftovers and washed the dishes while he was out. Even with my meds, I couldn't sleep until nearly 1.