That was an alarmingly large baked potato I had in the Arts Centre this lunchtime

There's nothing like a mile in the pool after a few hours in the lecture hall, but when I got out I was HUNGRY, and thanks to an overrun it was too late to head to University House. Pity, since Mondays is often a lasagne verde day and the cooking down there is surprisingly good for what's basically a student canteen.)

My backup option was the Arts Centre. There's always a few baked spuds left, and whoa, the one I had was HUGE. It was like eating a carbo-loaded rugby ball. Not the best thing to eat at lunchtime when the afternoon's going to be a manic rush of assignments and presentation prep bracketed by runs to the laundrette; even now, 4 hours later, I can feel its starchy vastness sitting in my stomach as if I'd swallowed it whole. Man, that was one HUGE potato. And as for the helping of cottage cheese - let's not go there. It's almost enough to put me off dinner, but for some reason I'm feeling in dire need of protein...