Amazing how despite the two days of revenge my body is enacting on me for the crapload (yes, exactly) of junk I ate over the weekend, my mind is still turned toward gluttony. Last night I dreamt that I woke up in the middle of the night and was literally delighted to discover that there were 2 boxes of leftover Chicken Express on the bottom shelf of the refrigerator. Cold fried chicken and fries - this is what I dream of.
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