Nights = random insight. Upon the routine activity of staying up to sob over schoolwork, my mind reached a startling revelation : my weight vacillates proportionately to the amount of milo available at home. My weight. Vacillates. Proportionately. To the amount of milo. Available at home. The two central compulsions in my life (1. stay skinny 2. obtain milo) are at odds.

Also, Halloween.