Oh. Fucking. BALLS!!!
I got food poisoning from a bad burrito. Actually, that's an oxymoron in & of itself because has there ever been a good burrito? So in addition to being a "bad burrito" to start off with, it was a 7-11 burrito. A 7-11 burrito named Da Bomb. I guess I was the genius who failed to see the warning signs. Oh, and did I mention that I bought it the day after a (minor) power outage? See, I was hopeful enough to actually believe 7-11 would dispose of perishable food that was sitting in an open cooler after a blackout. Serves me right.
So the next morning I felt like hell. I was sore and had headache, etc...you know: all the familiar hangover symptoms. Now, I don't get hangovers (to many's chagrin), but I know the symptoms. I had a bit to drink before I went to sleep (note -- see last entry), so when I awoke feeling this way, I thought I'd somehow managed a hangover. Didn't know how, but that was my conclusion after the first 10 minutes of consciousness this morning. I went to work and things got eeh...then bad...and finally I got that really fucking brick-wall "worst".
After general disorientation for three hours, all the while delaying the eventual liberation of the prisoners from Alcatraz, things were pretty shitty. Unbearable. So I ripped open the bag and tossed my cookies all about Ye Olde Swimming Hole. Ugh. I hate that. I had a record, too.
WARNING: Nastiness follows:-
I got food poisoning from a bad burrito. Actually, that's an oxymoron in & of itself because has there ever been a good burrito? So in addition to being a "bad burrito" to start off with, it was a 7-11 burrito. A 7-11 burrito named Da Bomb. I guess I was the genius who failed to see the warning signs. Oh, and did I mention that I bought it the day after a (minor) power outage? See, I was hopeful enough to actually believe 7-11 would dispose of perishable food that was sitting in an open cooler after a blackout. Serves me right.
So the next morning I felt like hell. I was sore and had headache, etc...you know: all the familiar hangover symptoms. Now, I don't get hangovers (to many's chagrin), but I know the symptoms. I had a bit to drink before I went to sleep (note -- see last entry), so when I awoke feeling this way, I thought I'd somehow managed a hangover. Didn't know how, but that was my conclusion after the first 10 minutes of consciousness this morning. I went to work and things got eeh...then bad...and finally I got that really fucking brick-wall "worst".
After general disorientation for three hours, all the while delaying the eventual liberation of the prisoners from Alcatraz, things were pretty shitty. Unbearable. So I ripped open the bag and tossed my cookies all about Ye Olde Swimming Hole. Ugh. I hate that. I had a record, too.
WARNING: Nastiness follows:-
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necia:
Oh, no . . . That's no good at all. 
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atticstar:
wow just reading that almost made me vomit again... i'm still not quite normal and it's been more than a week! we went to an asian restaurant tonight (picked by my mom because it was to celebrate her belated bday)...afterwards my stomach got all weird and unhappy. i felt very nauseated and ill afterwards. i didn't think i would be bad anymore considering but...i think my body still isn't ready for asian food yet... altho, to asian food's defense...my body also isn't ready for a lot of meat either... can't wait to see if the pretty things that come out of my ass will be solid or not
grin. like that?
grin. like that?