Oh no... I need to get my gluttony under control because I didn't start the day off thinking I'd be eating practically all day. I ended up eating so much. Pizza, chips, pasta, sandwiches, candy, ice cream... I can't even remember what else. Doesn't really matter anyway because it's gone now. Trapped in the prison of my tummy.
But here I am, whining and whimpering pitifully over my overstuffed belly. My swollen stomach is so painfully overstuffed, achingly round. It's gurgling and sloshing under my skin. Stretching my skin taut and tight around the massive load I packed inside. Every shift makes it ache.
However, I can't help but be kind of curious... how far have I gone? How much did my gluttony impact my waistline today? Perhaps I need to measure...