nothing like a pancake? more like nothing like a doubled over bellyache.
can't breathe, tummy full of ten of the most filling little pancakes ever from IHOP. can you believe the evil sneakiness of a $6.49 two-egg, two bacon, unlimited pancake breakfast?
it's like being punched in the gut with a good deal turned into a four-part harmony of maple syrup insanity, all located in your lack of better judgment.
but it was a time shared by four other friends, and it was pretty delicious until the bus ride/walk home. then i felt heavy and depressed.
tonight's homework:
think about what you had for breakfast and how you felt about it afterward, then try to detail out what you're going to eat for breakfast tomorrow so that you can feel happy, and not husky...i should've made what i had yesterday. i gotta go lie down.
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