I think my stomach can handle food again.

It didn’t do quite so well yesterday, but I figure that’s probably just the case because it was a transition day. You see, my body’s not quite used to eating anything that’s not Easy Mac or french fries at the moment. I’d say that attempts to rid my drawers of Easy Mac lead to me eating about 10 packets of it in the last two-and-a-half days. That can’t be good for you. I have a feeling I’m going to turn radioactive — if I gain any superpowers, I’ll let you know.

I will say this, though — Count Chocula, you were missed.