Last night I ran my five miles, drank a ton of gatorade, and ate dinner. Then I spent the rest of my night puking. Seriously, WTF people? Didn't I spend a night puking just the other day?
The good news was that I had a pre-existing doctor's appointment this morning. The bad news is that the doctor felt that my puking was the result of bad food from last night. After telling him that I only had salad he suggested that I had probably eaten bug eggs. B.U.G.E.G.G.S. I ate them. They were in my belly. Kill me now.
Why am I the one that always get sick? Why doesn't jparks ever wake up at 3am to empty the contents of his stomach into the toilet? Why doesn't he ever eat bug eggs? Life is not fair.