[Aaroneet]

I hate food poisoning more than anything. I had it a few years ago, when I ate at a pizzeria. I ordered a slice that had pasta on it, only the cheese had been sitting out for hours. So I was basically eating something that was already pretty much expired. Later that day, I kept feeling nauseous, although I vowed not to throw up. I held it for about a half an hour; in that time, a few car trips, and a walk to Barnes and Noble. I thought I was home free, when, right before I get to my apartment building, I lose control in the large hallway. Vomit. All over the floor. And nothing I could really do to help.

I rush inside to puke more, only to fall asleep. Two hours after, I wake up, only to feel that same sense of nausea remanifest itself. Right onr my parents' bed. They were considering suing the pizzeria, although nothing ever came to fruition. I usually love food; that was one of the only times in my life that food was the last thing on my mind.

Food poisoning is a bitch. I hope you feel better.