What the f*ck.
...On a scientific note, there IS an on/off switch for hunger in your brain. It's hidden somewhere in one of the lobes, I think. One good zap straight to the right spot, and you may never eat again. Lab rats have starved to death without caring!! If I ever get crazy/drunk/depressed enough, I may try it, but until then...
Last night, after the first pre-dinner binge, I went out to dinner and had half a bison burger with bacon and fried onions (no fries - instead I got a salad that I didn't even eat), 2 huge glasses of pinot grigio, then I went home and had half a Drake's coffee cake, 2 more fiber bars, and melted peanut butter with Turkey Hill party cake ice cream.
And of course, 4 ex-lax.
OMG, ow. My butt hurts.
But I have vicodin, and I know how to use it. I will exercise on the treadmill for at least 700 cals, and then I shall go hiking, because it's actually kind of nice out.