eat sleep fat pig

i'm hungry. and tired. and in bed.

debating if i should go heat up some food and have dinner at 2 fucking am in the morning. why didn't i just go to sleep an hr ago before i got hungry?

let's analyze the situation.

option A : eat
i'll be nice and full, but i'll end up going to be at 3am, thus ensuring a wake-up-feeling-like-shit day, thus ensuring a day where nothing gets done. see the whole domino effect thing?

option B : sleep
stay hungry. maybe die of hunger in my slumber.

after careful analysis, i have decided that i can't risk dying young and pretty. thus i'm off to find edible stuff in the fridge.

bon appetit (see? i know french).