I'm in Freaking hell
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So I decided to surprise my bf with a san francisco trip this weekend. So the drive was uncomfortable for me and there was nothing good on the road to eat that didnt make me feel like I was having a dumping moment. We get here and normally we would order room service and then go out and explore etc. So we get here he orders with out telling me, and i get out of the shower to chocolate Cookies and sweet potato fries. This starts a huge arguement, so i have a few fries and feel ok and he is like why arent you eating more.... at which point i freaking lose it, screaming in this suite that is bigger then our apt.
So i have a few more and then start to feel ill, mainly i know I was feeling crummy from the drive as my big inscision is still tender two weeks out. SO i am laying down feeling sick and he comes in and is like this is not how i envisioned this weekend..I AM LIKE NO SHIT, sorry I dont mean to curse. So we had plans to go to a comedy club tonight and I nixed it for tomrrow. Anyways he is like ok lets eat dinner now and I aam just annoyed because I guess I needed to plan ahead. GRRRRRRRRRRRRR. ok sorry to vent I just know you would understand group