1. 20 November 2009 ยท 10:02 PM

    Grumble, grumble, YELP, grumble

    That, my friends, is what my stomach has been saying for the last five hours. The “yelps” recently faded to mere groans, thanks to some drugs and peppermint tea (thank you, Walgreens and Celestial Seasonings).

    I shouldn’t be bitching about having a mild bout of food poisoning on a Friday night. It was my choice to observe that the sour cream on my barbecue chicken topped baked potato looked curdled, yet still inhale its overstuffed deliciousness.

    At least the grumbling is turning into intermittent whining. I may sleep tonight after all.

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