I put a little bit of shredded cheese on some highly seasoned food I'd
made, then put on really intense hot sauce. It was pretty
disappointing, and I figured I'd gotten the seasonings wrong. I'd
eaten about half a plate when I decided to sprinkle some more cheese
on. I smelled this off smell. Turned out it was the cheese, and I
hadn't smelled it originally because I was sitting right underneath a
ceiling fan. The cheese smelled really bad. I tried to get myself to
throw up, but I couldn't. So, I locked up the building and went to
Walgreen's to buy the ipecac.
It works. That was at about 4 or 4:30, and my stomach still feels
like **** from it (it's 8:30). So bad that I might not even be able
to drink tonight. I don't think I'll end up in the hospital with food
poisoning though. From now on, I'm smelling things carefully every
single time I open them. If that **** had botulism, I could've died.
On my tombstone it could have read, "Here lies Bryan. He ate bad
cheese."

--Bryan