Oyster - pwned.

Reveling in my post-thesis done-syndrome, I met with a few friends on Friday night at a Korean restaurant in Coquitlam, known for having great BBQ. Normally, I have very good experiences there with the only negative side effect being that your clothes are charcoal/meat scented after the fact. However, Friday night was horrible as I think the raw oyster I had wrapped in a vegetable leaf (that tasted off to begin with...) was the culprit in the -food poisoning- I had this weekend. I spent all of Saturday in pain and Sunday feeling like an "undead."
I started to feel somewhat normal yesterday. Not my idea of relaxation, despite being bed-ridden!
It's back to the daily grind... sans oysters.