Mostly Dead

Last night I ate part of a chicken kiev, which I love. This one wasn't so great- something was off. At 4am I woke up to cramps and cement-belly and started a 6 hour puke- and -poo regimen. Spent the day laying on the couch watching a Dr Who marathon on SciFi, then CSI on Spike. Strangely, both networks showed a lot of ads for ProActive acne system. I got so dehydrated that my joints started to ache, and my back is still hurting. Once I was finally able to keep food down, I have the best cinnamon toast I've ever had, and the best saltines I've ever had. Then I fell asleep during Psych, which will mess with your dreams.