I'm sure it's been said before, but I will say it again... how do fats live like this? I am sick. My breathing is so bad that I couldn't take the stairs on campus, I am dry-heaving every three seconds, my muscles feel like cement, I can't talk, it feels like someone poured glue down my larynx, and I was hallucinating yesterday. That sick.  Normally I don't care for soda, but I find that ginger ale is the only thing that keeps my stomach in place when I get this sick. So that's what I'm drinking. Some ginger ale, some water, some tea. I can't be in the kitchen long enough to make a proper meal (and most proper meals would make me puke), so I've had microwave ramen for the past three days. Obviously I can't move around too much, so working out or getting any sort of activity is out of the question. Now, in moderation any of these things are fine. I could maybe handle one lazy day of nothing but ramen and soda and Netflix. But guys, it's been three days.  And it's driving me fucking insane. I can tell that my teeth feel different, like they're getting coated in sugar (yes I am still brushing). I just want a fucking salad or omelette or something besides ramen. I like being able to run around at will and I like being able to work out. I like not being glued to the couch. I'm going stir-crazy!  How do fats handle this? They basically do this every day. They drink nothing but soda, they eat processed garbage, they don't move, and they like it. HOW?! I feel like I'm turning into a slug as we speak! Are their brains so mush that anything else is too much for them? Is it because they're used to this? Why would they continue with this behavior when doing basically anything else is just so much more fulfilling? I think I could write a thesis paper on this.