This pandemic is starting to get to me and I've been acting out. I awoke at 3am, stressed and hungry, went into the kitchen cabinets and, searching way in the back, discovered a gem: a tin of ready-made creme-cheese frosting my roommate must have bought and forgotten about, (he bakes on occasion). I pulled out a spoon and ate two-thirds. As I was stuffing my face, Goldie Hawn from Death Becomes Her popped into my head.
Any similar experiences? (and feel free to heap me with abuse for my disgusting act. I deserve it!).