Small Georgia font is... kinda big actually. Makes my nearsightedness even more obvious; thanks Internet.

So, you may or may not know, I am allergic to seafood. Wait. I am deathly allergic to seafood of any kind (but I eat catfish -- only fish I eat). Mainly shellfish and lobster/whathaveyou. But like one iota -- maybe I'm exaggerating, who knows -- of it, I'll most likely to go into anaphylaxic shock. I don't know if I actually do because the last time I ate shrimp was when I was a baby and ever since then, we just stayed the hell away from that. I think I am really allergic because I can't even stand the smell of them being cooked. When it's fried, it's alright. Broiled not a problem as long as I don't stick my nose over it. But Grilled/Steamed? I get a massive headache and if I don't get fresh air, I get all dizzy and stuff.

Anyway, this always happens with Chinese food. Always. It had onions and rice along with some teriyaki chicken on some skewers. So, I'm picking through the rice and stuff and I just happened to look down. "Is that a piece of shrimp?" I look closer as I'm chewing my rice. It was. And I had just gotten some rice from that area. I simply said, "I found shrimp." And pushed my food away. Of course, on sight, my mind went to panic mode, but I just kinda sat there. I mean, if I had eaten the infected rice, I think my body would've reacted instantaneously. Though, there are cases of delayed reactions.

But after I figured, oh hey I'm still breathing, I was good. I just saw the piece of shrimp and almost went apeshit. It's happen before but... I was really hungry, and I was grubbin'. Plus, the notion of me having some more was dashed when I saw another piece -- a HUGE one -- and I had to throw the rice away. Oh, I ate that teriyaki believe me.

Just one of the risks, I suppose.