Yesterday I think I ate my weight in food at dinner. Then I topped it off with some ice cream sans dairy pill and since I’ve become lactose intolerant, you can only imagine how wonderfully I feel this morning. Not to mention I keep forgetting to take my lovely new BC pills, so I took two of them at once last night. Not to mention I had three beers in a short amount of time. Not to mention my futon is the most freaking uncomfortable piece of furniture on the damn planet. Thank god for coffee and couches and Spongebob Squarepants.