a weekend can’t start off very well if you have to work on it, but that turned out to be the least of my problems. I actually finished up early and went home around 11am. I had time to run some errands and then pick up some lunch. I grabbed a couple tacos from Taco Bell, as well as a handful of burritos (yah I’m a pig). I get home and hog this shit down and continue my day.

I have a difficult time eating dinner, but it was pizza so even though I wasn’t very hungry I eat it anyway. an hour or two later I start feeling like shit.

I goto the bathroom where I shit my guts out followed by a good throw up.

If there is one thing I absolutely hate in life it would be throwing up. I will do whatever I can to avoid it. Well, unluckily for me that would not be the last time I’d throw up, not the second to last time, no… I threw up at least 8 times between 8pm and 7am sunday morning.

This is a new record! I’ve gotten completely trashed and have never thrown up that many times. lemme tell you, nothing feels more disgusting than throwing up hard chunks of bean. This experience has totally ruined Taco Bell for me. To say I eat there often would be an understatement. I suppose its for the best, no one needs to eat as much Taco Bell as I use to.

I really doubt it was bad food that did it.. I’m guessing some ass hole took a shit and didn’t wash his hands, then made my food.

so now its monday, I’m not throwing up anymore- I’m feeling better but still shitting what I can only describe as some sort of disgusting bile. apparently my body is fighting, trying to rid me of whatever is poisoning it.

well.. I guess I’m going to try and put something in my stomach. right now it feels like it’s trying to eat itself.  When your sick you lose your appetite though, I basically gotta force myself to eat something.. then maybe I’ll feel better..