Friday night I went to the horsetrack and lost. That set the tone for the entire weekend.
Saturday night I went to a poker tournament at my friend's house. I lost again.
Let me back up though. Before leaving for the poker game I cooked two of those bacon wrapped beef filets in the oven. Being in a hurry to get out the door I didn't let them cook long enough. Big mistake.
After the poker game I felt a little rumble in my tummy. Which grew stronger. And stronger. By the time I got home I was racing upstairs.
Food poisoning is a mother fucker.
It's now noon on Sunday and I can finally keep some Gatorade and Pedialyte down. But my arms feel really weak and I ache all over.
This sucks.
Hope your weekend was better.
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