There's a reason it's called "Thirst Aid."

Oh my.

I'm not really sure how it's possible, but I have once again been stricken by stomach illness. I totally missed Christmas due to a little stomach bug, and now I think I have food poisoning from an undercooked burger I ate on Friday night. At least that's what I think it is; I mean, I ate dinner at 7 and by 11:00pm I had started my weekend of non-voluntary colonic cleanout. I've had a fever of up to 101.8 and can't eat a single thing. Not one single thing. And I'm SO HUNGRY! Yesterday I just rebelled and ate anyway; Had a piece of toast for breakfast - 30 minutes later, goodbye. Had some brothy soup for lunch - 30 minutes later, goodbye. Totally rebelled at dinner and got pintos and cheese and some nachos from Taco Bell (I know, who wants that when they're sick? Oh, me!) - and well, you get the picture.

This morning, because I woke up with a fever of 100.2, I decided to play it safe and just drink gatorade. I'm so sick of gatorade. I got so sick of gatorade already that I thought, "I'll just eat a little popcorn. It'll be great. Popcorn is small and can't hurt me." HA HA HA HA.

So. Currently it is almost 2:00pm and I have a temperature of 98.2, which is great, but I am so stinking hungry that I know I'm going to break down and try to eat something again.

This blows.

No pun intended