Snowstorm+Barfing=BAD TIMES.

ok, REALLY good reason for lack of update:

just got home after vomiting for the past 6 hours at work (I think food poisoning?), was fully prepared to sleep at the store because there is a rather ugly snowstorm happening and no one could drive me home, the bus would be hell in the snow (and I didn't really want to be puking in front of so many people, and a taxi would be many hours wait ( and again, wanted to wait til I settled down a bit, though vomiting in a taxi wouldn't be the worst thing). Thankfully, wonderful, amazing Omar who runs the newstand across the hall, who really wanted to give me a ride home and felt so bad for me but his tires are practically bald and he's scheduled to get snow tires tomorrow morning, decided he didn't want to get up early tomorrow and drive through the even snowier roads to the garage, and called a friend of his, wonderful, amazing Jeff to come pick us up, drive me to the garage to meet Omar where he left his car and rejoined us, and then drive me home. I'm sure his reasons about not wanting to drive tomorrow morning were very true, but I'm pretty sure he concocted this scheme partly to get me home safe and quick. I AM SO HAPPY THEY ARE AMAZING AND NOW I AM IN BED...puking less than before? Oh well, glad to be here, hopefully I can get some sleep (just a little? please?)