glug glug glug
Tonight's real-adult-cooking dinner was not quite as successful, seeing as I'm still awake and feeling awful. The only redeeming aspect is that it was orange chicken, which I love enough to try again in the morning, when it can be breakfast. Probably my favorite all-time breakfast food is cold leftover Chinese food. (Somewhat related: my favorite post-10 p.m. meal is pancakes.)
Don't talk to me about the sanity of eating again the same food that is currently churning my stomach. I'm hoping the fridge will take care of that problem for me, because I'm eating it regardless.