Vomit Call (continued)

Yeah...It is kind of nuts. I guess that hard part for me right now is visualizing the conversation.

Here is what I see:
Me – Ummmm. Hi. How are you? (throw up)
Her – I am fine…it is so nice to finally meet you (starts crying)
Me – Oh…shit….don’t cry. (throw up)
Her – I’m just….so…. (sobbing)
Me – Please…. (starts tearing up)
Her – (reaches out to hug me)
Me – Um….(hugs “mom”)
Then we compose ourselves.
Her – I’m sorry
Me – that’s ok…..so….what have you been up to? (shit I am stupid) (quick barf)
Her – I’ve thought about you every day. (starts sobbing again)
Me – So… well… umm…ok…I…..in a nutshell, over the past 40 years (wanting to keep talking as to not throw up or start crying again) I was beat up a lot in grade school, was one of the first to have Atari in my neighborhood, was great at track and hockey, started drinking and smoking in my teens, moved around a lot, was intimate with a girl at 13, partied a lot, moved away from home before I should have, got into more drinking and drugs, had some trouble with the law, married a self-centered, pig-headed, power-happy, useless bitch of a woman, had two kids, checked into a nut house, broke it off with “witchy”, met another woman, parent 6 kids, can’t keep a job….so now I live in front of my computer blogging.
Her – (odd look)
Me – oh….was that too much?

I think I need to plan this a bit.