I made a nice pilaf-from-a-box last night and augmented it with some leftovers; some decrepit mushrooms, a chicken breast and half an onion. It were tasty.
Twenty minutes later I was barfing up everything north of my toenails. Since I was ten, I've thrown up five times. Four of them were last night. I'm pretty sure it was the mushrooms.
For fun on a Sunday night, I really can't recommend this. I am feeling much better this morning, though. Lots of fluids; gatorade and vernors and water and juice.
I also need to apologise to my beta readers; I got really close, but since I spent the last four hours of Sunday night fetal on the couch, I didn't get the preview PDF done.
Sometime this week, I promise.