Woke up late, and my first meal deliberations went something like this:
Maybe I'll have a smoothie. But there are no bananas...OK, maybe some of those carrots I left in the garage fridge. Oh, carrots are frozen solid. OK. I'll have the chicken from last night...it's gone. *looks inside my little fridge downstairs* Brother cleaned it with Vim and I'm pretty certain that some ended up on the uncovered vegetables. They smell like an open bottle of Vim. I could cook something big but people left a ton of crap on the counter and there's no space, so it would take way too long.
Conclusion: eating is too much of a hassle, not worth it, so I'm sitting here drinking tea.