i'm such a sucker »

i had leftovers from lunch. i wasn't hungry but then they started crying and saying, "we really want you to eat us," so i gave in and ate them. they probably didn't even really want me to eat them. i think they were just saying that because they were drunk, but it made me so sad to see my leftovers crying that i had to eat them, what else could i do??

dammit why do i let my emotions hunger pangs get the better of me?

i love how there's always a suitable food metaphor for life.