This war and its aftermath may not affect me the to the extent that it may affect many, many other Americans and non-Americans. But it is affecting me...

The war is making me fat.

I blame the war for making me crave comfort foods in place of fruits and veggies. I blame the war for making me scattered and uneasy at work, and therefore more prone to voracious snacking. I blame the war for making me want stay at home in front of the TV all night after work instead of going to the gym. In fact, I blame the war for this fucking rash on my face that won't go byebye... And finally, I blame the war for putting my life on hold.

Stop the war! Stop it, I say!!

*Big Huge Sneer*