This afternoon at about 1 o'clock, I cooked some cod fishy. I had never cooked fish and had no idea when it was done. About 4 o'clock I had a horrible headache and felt like my stomach had ten million knots. I hadn't had this feeling for quite a few years but I remember what it meant - I was going to be sick. Like any normal 25 year old, I texted my mom saying that I felt horrible. Her response "go to the bathroom and don't leave." My family knows me a little too well :)
Play by play…
Evan was going to come over after work, about 5, to say hi. At 4:50 I ran to the porcelain throne sticking my face in it. I did a good job.. several times… and got done before Evan came! Such a good planner :) I did forewarn him as he came in that I was sick. Here are my conclusions for what happened:
1.) I was having withdrawals of Diet Coke. I need help.
2.) The fish was old…and I just food poisoned myself cause I cannot cook.
At this rate I will die from my kitchen horrors.
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