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Wednesday, June 08, 2005 :::

My barfing history.

I barfed for the first time in seven years last night. I think it was something I ate. The embarrassing part is that it happened after I got home from a work party where everyone had seen me drinking beers like a fiend, and I stayed home from work today, so now everyone thinks I was too hung over to go into work. But trust me, I'm not that kind of guy, and they weren't beer barfs.

Like I said, I hadn't barfed prior to last night for seven years, and that barfing incident was blamed on bad Rocky Rococo pizza. Prior to that I hadn't barfed in nearly 10 years. And that was due to a bad home-cooked burger. The only time I ever barfed in front of someone else was Thanksgiving, 1984. And it was in front of the whole family. And it was lots.

Barfing is no fun, but thankfully I've had little experience with it. That's enough talk about barf.

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Well, given your non-barfing record I guess you were about due. Sorry to hear your feeling ill.
Just tell your co-workers you're having a mono relapse and you're going to be out another week;)

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lynne, at 6:55 AM

I threw up in front of people at thanksgiving once too.To this day I avoid pecan pie...yuck

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Stacy, at 7:29 AM

Recently, here in SC, there was a restaurant responsible for over 300 people being treated for food poison (salmonella from turkey.) I would imagine that someone else at the party wretched up their guts last night. If not, some will be blowing up the plumbing at work today. Good thing you're not there to follow them into the bathroom. Hope you're feeling better.

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Michelle, at 9:13 AM

barfing is the worst.

i barfed for the first time in about 7 years (the last time was in '98 - i drank too much)about a month ago. twice. instantly i was convinced i was pregnant because i NEVER barf. and i'm one of those loud barfers. and it was the first time i'd barfed in front of my future husband. he said "it wasn't THAT loud..."

that's love for ya.

hope you feel better, barf boy :)

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Honey Bunny, at 9:36 AM

Maybe it was from listening to too much Decemberists music. That would do it for me.

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Glaser, at 12:12 PM

Amen, Glazer. AMEN!

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brent, at 12:29 PM

Ick. I threw up on my teacher once, in 2nd grade. She was talking to another teacher in the doorway, and I kept pulling on her dress trying to tell her that I wasn't feeling so good. She kept telling me not to interrupt. So I puked on her shoes. In my book, there is nothing worse--to witness or to participate in. Hope you're feeling better.

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Suz, at 1:15 PM

If I barfed due to any music, it would definitely be the new Oasis CD since my ears already vomit every time I hear it.

I was fine and dandy back to normal only a few short hours later, so who knows what the deal was. But I've given my body notice that it will be at least another seven years before its allowed to barf again.

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dan, at 1:20 PM

I once ate four Grey's Papya hot-dogs seconds before heading to the pub one Sunday afternoon.

Once at the pub, and 3 pints later, I found myself stuck on the inside of a booth when the moment of barfing overtook me.

Grabbing the first, and nearest, logical container - an empty pint glass - I proceeded to fill it to the rim with grim.

It was nasty. That's enough barf story from me now.

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Bewareoftheblog, at 2:20 PM

Eating four Gray Papaya's dogs would be worth barfing. Almost. And Dan, are you SURE it's been 7 years? 'Cause I could swear you posted about barfing once in the last year and said a similar thing about not having barfed for years.

Love, Nurse Ratched

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PeaceBang, at 10:19 AM

Who'd a thunk barfing could be so endearing?

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Anonymous, at 12:06 PM

Hey Suz, almost the same thing happened to me in 2nd grade - except I didn't puke on my teacher, just on the floor... I think some may have gotten on my buddy Tyler as well.

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Jake, at 12:49 PM

Jake--so sorry for you. The only good thing to come out of my barfing at school that day was the fact that as the teacher led me down the hall, her apologizing profusely for not listening to me and me still barfing profusely, was the fact that from somewhere behind me I could hear this annoying kid who had a crush on me saying, "Eeeeu, I stepped in it!"

Dan, bet you didn't know you'd start your readers in on sharing their lovely puke stories, eh? Kind of makes you feel all warm inside...

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Suz, at 3:43 PM

Hahaha, aside from the "still barfing profusely" bit that would also be the conclution to my story... oh and my buddy tyler didn't have a crush on me but he did say something along those lines.
Barfing in public is NOT fun.

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Jake, at 9:53 AM

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