On Feeling Terrible

I routinely get massive stomach/back/total body cramps and pains and feelings of death when I wear one of my old favorite shirts. It possibly constricts blood flow. This is a disturbing thought.

Or, it might just be that I had a horrible meeting today and then ran off and the only thing I had to eat today was the LARGEST CINABON EVER and then I flopped on my bed with an awful backrest and now my body is telling me to stop being a fat lazy fuck and eat some goddamn vegetables.

Or, you know, the shirt thing.