1 Super Size Pizza and Some Self-Esteem, Please

Haven't thrown up in almost three days - it was tough, since there were times I really wanted to. The binging almost hasn't stopped. I''ve been working all weekend, and my period's just around the corner, which means raging hormones and carbs, carbs, carbs. I'm going to order pizza, which is neither smart nor frugal of me, but when the binge beckons, the bank account muses ask for extra cheese.

I hope not to throw it up, although my nerves might get the better of me. Furthermore, tomorrow I'm giving a short lecture to a class and it's important to me to get it right - but I haven't had the time to invest in it and get prepared the way I'd like to. Uh well, the night's still young, and if they don't like what I say, I can always shout "Look, bird!" and jump out the window when everyone's head is turned.