Morning Sickness

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Woke up a little before 4, burpy and gurgly, and ended up vomiting on an off for the next couple hours. Working from home is sure convenient in times like this. I poured myself some coffee and smoked while I worked, not that I felt much. All day long I kept catching a hint of a whiff of a really odd smell. Slightly acrid, maybe slightly rotten, but I could never quite catch it, like the scent equivalent of seeing something out of the corner of your eye.

Bryan's package finally arrived out there, thank Gawd. The moth population had been dwindling for a while, but I found 15 of them around the apartment. I feel so horrid killing them, but I don't see myself as having much choice. I zipped over to the store in the afternoon, picked up a few things Tim forgot. My fan from the UK keeps asking for videos from me, but I'm terrible at self-photography or even choreography for some of the stuff he wants.

My mom called in the evening, just to catch up. We chatted for a bit, and she was concerned I might have some anger towards her about my childhood. As angry as I get with myself over my own mistakes, I've never blamed anyone in that situation. She also mentioned I should be keeping the mouse food in the frezer, so that the moths can't lay their eggs in there. Worth a shot!

I got a notice from the DMV that they're suspending my license because of the seizures, so I'll have to fight that. I made a brick of tofu for dinner, but ended up vomiting again before bed.