Feed me, Seymour

OMG I am so *ridiculously* hungry right now. I feel like my stomach is actually going to eat through the outer walls of my skin and make a break for the fridge. Why? Why today? I ate breakfast - granted, it was nearly 3 hours ago, but that's normal. This, this unbelievable hunger that's been plaguing me for the last 1/2 hour, is not.

Argh, I'm going to have to break down and eat my yogurt. But then it's going to be So Very Long until lunch time! *whine*

*chatter*

Winter is really kicking my ass this year. I cannot get warm! It's only the beginning of January, too, which means it's only going to get colder. This is not normal for me - I'm the person who wore tank tops all year round in Montreal. Now I'm such a wimp I don't even want to go outside, even with full winter gear.

Example: Today at lunch, I had to run down to Shoppers, which is, oh, maybe 3 blocks away aboveground. But instead of putting on my coat and going outside, I elected to take the convoluted underground PATH route, which involved 4 escalators, 3 sets of stairs, 3 food courts, 2 glass tunnels, 2 subway stations and one doubling back when I realized that what I thought was a Shoppers was actually an inferior drugstore. (No, I did not actually *take* the subway to go three blocks. Of course, that's only because I didn't think to take my subway pass with me.)

3 blocks = 45 minutes.

At least dodging the desk jockeys counts as exercise, right? RIGHT?