jarfmonster

Ever eat something, like the taste, but feel like you're gonna puke it up at any moment?

That was me tonight. My dad bought a couple cornish game hens, which are basically small one-person chickens. He cooks them in our showtime grill, then puts one on my plate, gives me a knife and a fork and tells me to go at it. I enjoy eating meat, but only when I don't have to see the dead, cooked, and sometimes mutilated animal form. Tonight I not only had to look at it, but I had to rip this little chicken apart. Hearing the noises and shit. Uckkkk. I'm glad I didn't take before/after pics. I'm even more glad it is still in my stomach, and not in my house's plumbing system.

This past Friday I woke up at 6AM, went to get blood taken for tests, the cardiologists for a heart ultrasound and a holster monitor. With it being a Friday, I'll probably have to wait until mid-week before I get any sort of information on the ultrasound, blood tests, and holster monitor. I think I'm alright. People get heart palpitations all the time. Sometimes your heart just decides to go fusion jazz on you. As for the chest pains, I'm almost certain it was heart burn, which I have dealt with earlier in life. I'll let you guys and gals know what's up when I find out.