Today, I ate 3000kcal worth of ice cream because it wouldn't fit in my freezer anymore after I had stashed all my purchases for the week (and I was too lazy to do another Tetris session to sort something more useful out for thawing).
I regret nothing.
Well, no. I do regret everything. A bit. Urp.

On topic: simultaneous projectile vomit & diarrhoea is the perfect combo of misery. I have experienced it twice so far in my life, and I certainly am in no rush to add a third time. Pooping, then barfing in sequence is easy mode. Disgusting as fuck, but vastly preferrably to the alternative. Still, my condolences for the suffering and mess, TVC.
Also, my ears are too shit to distinguish 50€ and 300€ cans. Those amps are nice, but mostly because of the better volume control. Audio troglodyte life.
