I am also tormented. There is a bag of Ketchup! Doritos down there in the kitchen. Have already eaten much of today and have destroyed my tongue. I want more though. But I can't. *petulantly* BUT I WANT IT!!! And then there's that small reason that it's too far away from my computer chair for me to snatch up and devour. It's a conspiracy I think, headed by my mother keeping all goodies far, far away from me.
And then there's that Poetry interview tomorrow. I should start that.
*starts playing FFX-2*
*looks up at clock*
*continues playing, if only to kill another Omega Weapon*
*goes down, gets a drink of water*
*comes back up*
*realizes have forgotten chips*
*is entirely too lazy to go back down*
And so, my night whiles itself away. I am so screwed.
And that Pikachu is still staring at me. I am so screwed up.