- I have 9 weeks to lose 6 stone. I am hungry. I want cheese and bread.
- Working nights fucks me up. I am so tired I feel sick. I need carbs but see point 1.
- I am in a mood. Snappy and Grumpy. See points 1 and 2.
- Why is it so fucking cold? Again?
I want wine. I want gin. I want cheese.