Facebook. Seeing all these statuses about how awesome St. Patrick's Day is going to be. They'll be hanging out with friends at the parade, getting shit-faced. Maybe drunk enough to puke. And I'm just planning out how much I'm going to purge tomorrow. Cancelling all my plans (did I have any plans?) so that I can stay home and purge. No bingeing before hand, just the purging. Until my soul comes out and I can flush it down the toilet.