Not sure if I have it but I went to IHOP in Waldorf this morning and got back only to have to run to the bathroom. Been layed up all day with sharp pains that come and go and the occassional run to the bathroom.
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Slight case of Montezuma's Revenge? Or full-blown food poisoning maybe?
I'm beginning to wonder if it would be worth it for me to cook for myself every night no matter how late.
See, depending on when I leave the office in the evening determines wether or not I decide to cook. If I cook, I eat late(7 P.M., sometimes later)
But.....if I cook, I more than likely wouldn't have anyone to blame but myself if I start feeling bad. There's logic in there
somewhere.