It's huge!

Starting tomorrow, I am going on a hunger strike and becoming anorexic. I ate waaaaaaay too much this weekend.

Specifically, I ate a large portion of a 28"--yes, that's right, TWENTY-EIGHT INCH--pizza. Note all the objects in the picture for scale: Mike's watch, bottle of cherry vodka, couch cushions, etc. Needless to say, that sucker had to be turned sideways to get in the door. And I ate about 10 pieces... I was reeeally hungry, but gah, that had to be about 5 days' worth of calories.

And it just kept getting worse, food-wise. We got wings on Saturday night...and my lips burnt off. -blushy- They were near the bottom on the hotness scale--"scale of fiery death," in my world--but I was sweating nonetheless. Of course, after the wings, in the spirit of St. Patrick's Day and all, we then had a variety of tastey "beverages," green, of course. So yeah, first official college drinking experience. Good times, good times.