I swear I am not high!

I can not seem to stop eating!  I have been drawing out my breakfast to las for an hour or longer, waiting about twenty minutes, and then I start grazing.  I suppose the problem is probably lack of activity.  There was no call back to 24grille, and I have yet to pursue other avenues of employment.  Shame on me.  With nothing to distract me, I have been free to focus the entirety of my energy on me.  This is unhealthy, but very often tasty and indulgent.  I have explored the hell out of gluttony before, and have now either relapsed, or made a breakthrough discovery regarding the strange possibility of the contagious natue of pregnancy.  My money is on me being a fatass.  It is super hot out, lately, but I have sunscreen, and a shopping center within a mile or so of where I will hopefully be waking up, assuming that I have not earned myself a heart attack yet.  I'll just walk up there, sweat on rich strangers, and try not so scare any children, but if I don't move around soon, I may just start to rust.