I spent Saturday chillin, Saturday night watching Sheldon Cooper on SNL, went home by 12:30 and was abruptly woken up by my stomach at 3:30 alerting me of a sickness that would continue to ravage my body until 7 Sunday morning.  Any orifice of my body was subject to rejecting whatever was in my body.  It was a quick and severe case of food poisoning; at it's worst

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.  In between vomit sessions, I retraced my eatsteps and still cannot make a match with anyone else that ate the same thing I did or that got sick. So at this point, I'll just chalk it up to 'something mysterious' or 'someone was trying to kill me'  haha, joke is on you, I made it another day...or the joke is on me; I made it another day...

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