Things tend to come in threes. I got the last one Friday. Food poisoning. 24 hours of... Well, I'm not going to go into it too much. Let's just say there hasn't been much of a line at the entrance, but the exits have been SUPER busy.
In the last 48 hours I have managed to keep down 2 bites of chicken and 2 bites of mashed potatoes.
I am going to be SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO slim.
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With last weekend fresh in my memory, all I can say is that totally sucks. Well, blows. Blows out. You'd think with as little as you're eating . . .
Maybe you should just start eating oil. Like the arctic explorers. PCT hikers regularly spread peanutbutter on everything to boost the calorie/volume ratio. Peanut butter on snickers bars was a big favorite. That is to say, once you can keep peanut butter down.
One of the worst things John had to give up with Operation Skinny John was peanut butter.... I bet he'd be happy to bring it back for a while.... peanut butter on KFC....mmm.
oh and John? it plague.
I'll tell myself to STFU now...
also, I love you :)
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