Sometimes food tastes the best right after a wicked hangover. For awhile, the thought of eating makes you want to throw up, but eventually you reach a point where you're so ravenous that you'd kill for a Big Mac. Well, the same holds true for the stomach flu. Up until about half an hour ago, I had eaten 3 crackers in 36 hours. Around 8, I suddenly found myself so hungry that I thought I was going to pass out. Nick took me to Anna's and a silent tear of joy rolled down my face as I ate my super burrito. It tasted so good, that the flavorful warm mix of beans, cheese, lettuce and salsa almost made crapping my brains out for 2 days worth it. Almost.
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