September 21, 2003

hurled

In college, could rely on any one of the six roommates to do it. And after college, living with West Coast Sister.
But today, clinging to the toilet bowl for dear life and yacking up last night's dinner, found that had absolutely no one to hold my hair. Or run that ever-so-necessary errand to the corner store for nasty pink pepto. J was never good for that sort of thing. Running the errand, sure, but never met a man more unnerved by an upset stomach than J. Am sympathetic vomiter myself, but would never leave a gal to hold her own hair.
Is the true test of devotion (and manliness) -- the marathon puking session. Will be grateful to find a fella who can hack it while I yack it.
Today was grateful for nearby supply of hair elastics.

Posted by This Fish at September 21, 2003 07:37 PM
Comments

My senior year in college I happened across a freshman girl suffering the effects of overindulgence and had to lend a hand in this fashion. This being the early '80s, I actually had to lend two and could've used a third, but it worked out OK. After catching her breath, the girl, now a fairly well-known attorney around here who probably would prefer to remain nameless, turned to me and observed, "You know, I've got too much hair to be doing this."

Posted by: Lex at September 21, 2003 08:24 PM

I was always the type of girl who'd yell "gethehelluhwayfrume" (and probably confuse everyone with my utterances) as soon as I had to go pay my drinking dues to the toilet.

My type of man will shut the door and have a glass of water near the bed for me when I'm through.

At least there's guys out there for every type, right? And not all girls are hogging the hair-holding types!

Posted by: Anne at September 21, 2003 09:33 PM

In Boston I was living with my boyfriend for a while when I was 21 and he was still 20. It was then that I had a particularly bad experience with long island iced tea at a bar and came home to the more-or-less *sober* boy who not only held my hair, but didn't complain too much when I went on to throw up all over him.

Sure, he laughed at me afterwards for a couple of weeks, but it was lovely at the time.

Posted by: jennn at September 22, 2003 01:43 AM