I was planning to cook supper tonight. We've been taking turns, but when I'm not working, I figure it won't kill me. But tonight? I don't wanna. It could be that I ate half a box if mini Ritz. They're so small you don't really know how much you're eating until you're really full. And now, all food sounds gross. And totally unappetizing. But, chicken is now thawing. I guess I don't have a choice. Bah.