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i say god damn them noodles were good. but a few hours later, my stomach is so mad at me in the most fierce way. churning, gurgling, bubbling, evils from deep within wreaking havoc in gastric cavities.
pains. the ebb of a wave of hurt in the lower parts of my digestive tract anatomy. immediately i think of imodium a-d, and how many of these tiny blue pills am i going to have to take in the horrid succession of my body not working proper-like.
up until now, it's the next day already, and the count is up to 6.
so hey, even if food is great at the time, always remember that you are only human, cause hey, it's only funny until it's you, and you have no access to a bathroom while on a shoot. life is always full of these humbling moments of biological humility.
i just wish that i had four stomachs like a cow, so that when one went sour, i could have some backups. apparently i am not a cow, and i've been doing a lot of reading lately in that not-fun way. this in itself is pretty funny.
at least i think it is.
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