goatsgotohell

So yeah this is me last night and this morning.

While running some errands with Sarah I got a rare hankering for a 7-11 slushy.

I haven't had one in years so we stopped to get one and ask directions to somewhere we were headed.

I took a sip of it in the car and it definatly didn't taste good or remotely like something consumable.

I had her smell it and we agreed it smelled like some kind of cleaner or something.

So yeah I didn't have any more of it and threw the rest out. We stopped at another place and got a different one, which looked, tasted, and smelled much more like what I remember having in the past. So we both had some of that to tide us over for the drive home.

We finished up arrends a little bit later and picked up some chinese food for dinner.

She went to bed after we ate and I ended up staying up with a stomach ache, which I thought was just from too much food.

All I know is my stomach made a not so good sound and everything that was in my system from earlier that day made it's way back out in not so graceful form.

So I'm blaming that sip of the rancid slushy since it's the only thing I had that she didn't.