For lunch I made pancakes, and I've been feeling logy ever since. I just can't carbo-load without some protein on the side anymore. The little bit of egg in the batter was clearly insufficient to the task. I'd make up for it at dinner, but hunger has deserted me. Maybe I'll munch on some almonds later, but right now all I want to do is nap. That's too bad, because it's a lovely night, milder than the recent days have been. The breezes that have troubled the air since the storm have fallen still, and the bare trees are lacing the snow with shadows by the light of the growing moon. But the couch calls me. Oh, accursed Bisquick!