My stomach is going to hurt tomorrow.

I’ve eaten a bunch of junk lately and after skipping dinner last night for a fasting blood test I’m loading up with all sorts of crap. There was a convenient Mickey D’s on the way from the clinic to work, so I got a couple of Egg McMuffins, OJ, and some free coffee. You can imagine how that made me feel this morning, first lightheaded and then sleepy. Lunch wasn’t much better and was a special at Buffalo Wild Wings. Which leads to dinner. I wanted a Big Mac but I knew it usually gives me a stomach ache so I went to Jack-In-The-Box instead. Where I waited, and waited some more, and waited some more, and finally left to drive to buy a Big Mac. Neither option was great, but it was late in the day and I was hungry.

I’m hoping this doesn’t lead to nightmares. This morning I woke up to dreams about eating and the knowledge that I shouldn’t be eating. It was pretty weird, going from dream to dream, where I’d be eating and then telling myself not to and then eating something else and telling myself not to. Even weirder, I had an earlier dream where I was talking to a traditional elderly Japanese man and I couldn’t understand a word he was saying. I knew he was speaking Japanese, but it was all gibberish to me. Then when I got to work this morning, I found a bunch of emails in Japanese. So far we don’t know how I got added to the email thread, but at least I was able to tell my co-worker what was happening (it was something he was working on and he wasn’t on the email thread). Weird.

Speaking of work, we’re heading into the year-end vacation times where most of my co-workers disappear and I’m not smart enough to join them. There’s usually weird customer problems that come up and no one else to look at them, so I get stuck with some interesting issues. I’m not looking forward to any of if.