And I compounded to my general ... "ooginess" by eating way too much before and after the Vikings game.  It wasn't even the greatest food because the chicken I had before the game and the chicken wings I had after were both very dry.  And yet I had a second helping of the latter ... as well as second helpings of the sandwich, which was a lot better, but I was full by then, but I ate it anyway.

I'm constipated as fuck and my stomach feels like I'm having a baby inside of me.  Ick.  And I have to eat at home before going to watch my alma mater at the bar.

I make poor decisions.