If you don't know that I have the feat of vomitting, here's another nice tidbit for your collection.
Practice from 3-5 and then wushu at 8:30 to 10. Didn't get home until 8, then immediately had to leave.
Yes I had food, but I don't feel full.
As a matter of fact, I feel really hungry.
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I think I like someone.
I think someone else likes me.
"My love is a fever, longing still
For that which longer nurseth the disease,
Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,
Th' uncertain sickly appetite to please.
My reason, the physician to my love,
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve
Desire is death, which physic did except.
Past cure I am, now reason is past care,
And frantice-mad with evermore unrest;
My thoughts and my discourse as madmen's are,
At random from the truth vainly expressed;
For I have sworn thee fair nd thought thee bright,
Who art as black as hell, as dark as night."
Shakespeare knew his stuff.