And now I'm all pissed off that I didn't take money. AUGH. How does this work? How do I stop wanting to eat chocolate? FUCKERS. I hate "changing my lifestyle". I fucking hate it. I want to eat what I want, when I want, with as much fucking cheese on it as I want.

Dammit. And I want Tromley to make me a couple of t-shirts but I can't contact him. AUGH. I'll just have to wait. Maybe for my birthday in June.