Anyway, today is Fat Tuesday, and the building management brought in coffee and pastries from Starbucks. Since I was in a feeding frenzy, I had a cup of coffee and a piece of apple danish.
Holy nausea, Batman! Now I remember why I don't eat the food at Starbucks or drink their coffee-in-a-box. Less than 10 minutes after finishing it, I have got the worst case of heartburn. The coffee was probably the culprit; it was awful and bitter, even with a packet of sugar. I've had truckstop coffee that sat better in my system. The danish wasn't that great either. It's sitting in my belly like a lead weight.
NOW I am ready for the Lenten fast. After eating that breakfast, I'm confident I won't have much of an appetite for the rest of the day, and this definitely shows me the pain of gluttony.