My head hurts and my stomach is growling. My body is weak weak weak weak weak. It could live for months off its fat stores, and yet it still wants more. My dad plans on making pancakes tonight. I don't know what I'm going to do. I can always skip the meal, claim to be not hungry. But God, I'm so hungry. No. I can lie, even to myself.
@Lola - No, you never told me you were from Alabama. It's good to see a fellow southerner on this site :D