I ate more today than I've eaten on a Wednesday in the last month or so. I had breakfast and lunch. And I can't do anything about it, because it's too late, so I'm just sitting here and eating more. You see this? You kissing me makes me think I'm pretty, and it makes me think you like me the way I am, so I get lazy on the whole not-eating thing. When in reality, I should be trying harder to make you want me.