Bulemics know what they're doing.

I hate food. I never want to eat again. Ever. Liquids are fine, but never ever anything solid.

I went to the eating contest today, even though I'm horribly sick. Like, the way I felt driving home yesterday, I've felt all day today. Anyway, I'm sort of glad I went. I mean, it was seriously entertaining, but I think it may have made me even more sick, especially since I participated. I didn't do the Physics I was supposed to do, so shame on me, but I think the way that I've been feeling, I wouldn't have done it even if I had stayed in CS. I just feel so delirious. I can't even remember how to spell really easy words. Like, I debated on whether or not "horribly" had two "r"s. That's just wrong. Ugh. Awful. Sick. Bleh.

I've also developed an obsession with Brand New's "Your Favorite Weapon". I'm not even sure why. I like Deja Entendu much better, but this is all I've been listening to for the past couple of days.

The list of 100 weird things about me is finished. I left quite a few off, so I think I'm going to go back and take a few off that aren't exactly weird, just unusual. A lot of them have to do with my OCD. Anyway, I'd like to see how many people actually read through that whole thing. And, just so there's no confusion. Yes, I know I'm weird. That's what the list is all about. Duh.