Just had my dinner, which consisted of a tiny, dry slice of bread. My second meal after the only briefly rented breakfast this morning. I almost passed out twice today. Fell asleep in seemingly random moments in random places in the apartment. My stomach seems to be inhabited by some vaseline covered lazy little animal. It sometimes decides to just kick me from the inside, but most of the time it is just there, heavy and sleepy and nauseating. What a day...