i really should learn to heed the warnings. when i climb out of bed to a shitty day like today, i really should learn to just crawl back into bed and hide. try to sleep it off. but nope…being the idiot i am, i go ahead and go out and face my day, thinking "it can't get any worse than that, now can it?"

yes. yes it can.

after getting what's left of my heart crushed to tiny little pieces, i opted to head out and get some lunch. since i was on a pretty slim timeline and limited to the money i had in my wallet, i decided to grab a chicken sandwich combo from rally's. so i munch on the fries on the way back into work, saving the sandwich for when i don't have to juggle steering and shifting gears. so..once i finally got back to work, i trudged up to my desk and proceeded to tear into the previously mentioned sandwich. after a few bites, i noticed the most disgustingly slimy and brown piece of lettuce i've ever seen hanging off of my sandwich. as i'm staring at this disgusting spectacle (imagine that cartoonish slowing of chewing), i bite into what can only be an onion. at that point, i rip the top off the sandwich to find that the entire thing is covered in this sick ass, rotted looking lettuce. and onions! ii fucking hate onions! and they are not a normal topping for these chicken sandwiches (i should know…i practically lived off the fuckers when they were only $.99). i was enraged, but i was all the way back to work, by this time, meaning i just had to sit there and take it like a chump (that feeling had already been hanging out since i got up).

i've been feeling nauseous ever since eating that fucking sandwich. seriously. sick nauseous. not like a "that was so gross i'm gonna puke" nauseous, but one that actually comes from eating bad food.

i spent the rest of the day at work, drinkin sprite and trying not to heave my guts out.

and then i got home. i sat around for a while, still not feeling too great. until about an hour ago, when i realized if i didn't eat something else, i was going to be even more sick.

so i ran and grabbed some skyline through the drive-thru. black beans and rice. a dish you cannot fuck up, in my opinion.

i was wrong…so wrong…

let's say, right off the bat, that the rice in the previously mentioned "black beans and rice" isn't supposed to be crunchy. shit…cooked rice isn't supposed to be crunchy, period ("crisped" rice not included). i felt like i was eating black beans and teeth. and…my stomach feels even worse than it did before i ate.

lesson?

i should have stayed in fucking bed.