You may not be able to judge a book by its cover, but you can judge a sushi restaurant by its name. Which is why I sort of deserve the food poisoning that I got from Wasabi Lobby last night.
You know what the worst part is? I knew that eating there was a bad idea and so I thought I would be safe and only order the seaweed salad. Which made me sick while Jim is fine despite the tuna handroll and yellowtail sashimi. I keep thinking it might be my karmic retribution for talking about the now infamous bedwetting. Like his dreams of peeing, I kept having dreams that I was throwing up all night and then I woke up and was like, wow, that was not a dream.
P.s. Does Obama’s new health care bill cover food poisoning? I’m going to look into it because if I don’t stop vomiting soon, I may have to go to the hospital
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