If I eat anymore I'm going to explode like the fat man in Monty Python's Meaning of Life. And, despite overeating with turkey on Thanksgiving AND with Chinese food (which was very delicious and I do feel blessed and abundant to have so much delicious food) TODAY, and despite telling my mom that I probably won't be hungry again until 2006...she still just walked in and asked me if I wanted some "bean salad." As if bean salad is exempt from food. And when I said, no, she made me an offer to the tune of a turkey sandwich. Now, it's very nice that my mother has an instinct to feed me, but it's getting to the point where I can't enter into the house without duct tape on my mouth.

Just for today, I'M NOT HUNGRY, MOM (but I still love you)!