Don't you hate it, when you decide to clean out your wardrobe or drawers, and you get everything out and waste a lot of time looking at all the crap you've accumulated, then you get bored with the job but all the crap is on the ground and you still have to put it away again? I do. But I got the job done and in one drawer I found a notepad that I guess was going to be a food journal. Can't remember it but I only filled out one page and this is it. I was obviously mentally unstable at the time and I don't know what my problem was, but I'm glad it's better. Maybe I really had a big mac, large fries and chocolate thickshake.