I think there is definitely a case for a male version of PMS. I always knew that I went through waves of hunger every month. Sometimes I can go from 8am to 6pm without eating a bite. Mostly when I’m hard at work doing something. But other times I just can’t stop eating. Recently I’ve been heading towards the Pacman-eat everything in sight phase. That’s kind of why I wrote that I needed to go on a diet. But I weighed myself this morning, 226. Still a lardass, but down from the 235 that I weighed last month. But I’m still not playing beerpong during the week.