Just when I start to feel bad about how much weight I've gained, I get nasty sick for two days, puke up my stomach, crap out my guts, lose ten pounds, and I feel much better about myself. Suddenly the ways of a bulimic are not so foreign to me, though I am gonna have to clean the bathroom a bit. And I apologize to whoever had to clean up that wastebasket sitting outside the door of the Electrical Engineering Lounge in Bell, I'm real sorry 'bout that.
I've been thinking up a few blog post ideas, I kinda have some of a day off today so I'll do a little writing between cleaning. First I have to fix the vacuum, I think my wife sucked up an entire tube sock.