My food is downstairs. My food has been downstairs, and done, for about an hour and a half now. I should go get it. And yet, every time I think this, I realize I really need to refresh my friendslist. Or look at Margaret Cho's blog. Or scan a six month old chatlog for one missing line from a WIP.
I am hungry.
Possibly I have Issues.
ETA: *eats food*
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