Spent the morning being violently sick, went to work, was violently sick again. Gave up, went home. Haven't eaten, we're out of chicken soup and I don't even want to think about throwing up chili...
Readin' Guards! Guards! (Pratchett)
Listenin' to the sound of my own burping.
Thinkin' about making it through the next 5 minutes without throwing up on the keyboard