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I swallowed a bug once. It took a while, which was the worst part. It was caught in my throat, and it was either vomit the bug, or swallow it down. And that was tough, since it was still alive, and trying to crawl out!

A close second to that, I was reading a men's magazine (FHM, Maxim, don't remember which) article about the methods of torture used in the middle ages. Half way through the article, I got sick to my stomach. All those nasty, gorey instruments of pain and death were too much for me, and I wonder how bad the author felt. The worst ones where this thing called the Pear of Agony, and a particularly nasty way of sawing a person in half.

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I have another one, I got queezy writing this post. So that makes 3 things that gross me out.

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"I don't know that I ever wanted greatness, on its own. It seems rather like wanting to be an engineer, rather than wanting to design something - or wanting to be a writer, rather than wanting to write. It should be a by-product, not a thing in itself. Otherwise, it's just an ego trip."

Roger Zelazny