#recovery

So, last weekend my flatmate plied me with sake and got me drunk (sidenote: I have discovered that I prefer sake as my vehicle to inebriation, as opposed to drinking icebreaker simply because sake is warm). As you know, drunk people lose their inhibitions and either get really chatty or emotional or flirty. As it turns out, when I get drunk, I lose all my inhibitions and eat everything in sight. And while we were drunk, we thought it would be a fantastic idea to drunk bake. So we made peanut butter brownie (which was actually really decent) and I proceeded to eat a fifth of said brownie (note: this was after I had demolished a self saucing pudding and half a tub of ice cream) before I sobered up and decided to remove myself it.

People wake up with a drunken one night stand. I woke up the next morning feeling bloated and ab-less. And almost preferred to have woken up with an STD because at least you know you can treat chlamydia with some azithromycin... whereas it took me a week of eating extremely cleanly and exercising to get my abs back.

But then this happened last night:

And now I just want to eat all the cheesecake. Stupid flatmate and his extremely persuasive manner. But honestly, that cheesecake was beautiful, with a blind baked base, middle baked layers of cream cheese and vanilla, with a separately baked layer of sour cream and sugar - all topped with a boysenberry coulis. 

Comfort eating sounds very enticing to me right now because I got completely outgunned in Renal Day today. Renal Day for those who don't know, is a day where we sit through five back-to-back half hour sessions on various clinical renal cases. Each session is taken by a hospital consultant/registrar and obviously, they rather like the Socratic method of teaching (having been used to terrorising ALM students with this style). But, if you know your shit, this is a prime opportunity to shout answers while your peers are sitting paralysed in fear. Unfortunately, there was a fellow gunner in my group who stole the thunder. And now I feel like a rather useless medical student. I may have to have another slice of cheesecake. 

Except tomorrow is MECA and there is free food aplenty...