Last night I was talking to my roommate and she asked what I had on my agenda for today. I told her I was going to return a library book, work out, write an article and eat a lot.
She responded, "Eat a lot?"
Yes. I have been starving. These past few days my stomach has been audibly upset that it has nothing to gnaw on, so I will finally give it the love it needs. It was so important to me that I put it on my agenda.
Well. I did it. I ate a lot for dinner, and I am now suffering the consequences. I am now so bodily uncomfortable that the only thing I can do is complain. Thankfully, I was able to type this out and complain to the world. World complaining is so important sometimes.