Boy, I don't recommend it. Yesterday wasn't fun at all. Here's a tip for you. Don't eat a bacon cheeseburger in a dimly lit bar, no matter how hungry you are. My wife (my hero) rushed me to the urgent care center because I couldn't keep WATER down. A dose of antibiotics, a shot in the bum, and four hours of sleep later I was feeling well enough to drink gatorade. It's true what they say. You really don't appreciate agony-free consciousness until it's gone.
Saturday, March 19, 2005
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