Is it just me?

The scene of the crime (well this was it in NYC, but you get the picture).
Also, please ignore all the random stuff all over the place. And the wrinkles.

Is it just me, or do you sometimes eat too much that you can't fall asleep at night? It's as if your stomach is so full that no matter how you lay, which way you turn, your tummy is saying "WHY? WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME???" Lying on your front is completely out of the question b/c the belly is further squished into you, lying on your back is awful b/c it sinks into you further, and lying on your side is only acceptable when curled in a tiny, tiny ball. Well needless to say, this happens to me more than I probably care to admit. Like last night for instance. Perhaps one would learn from these mistakes and eat less on occasion. But no me, I'm a glutton for punishment! Or perhaps just a glutton? (I just spent the past 5 minutes trying to remember if Brad Pitt was in that movie Seven about ye olde deadly sins...I'm going to say he was, but clearly that does not mean my gluttony is any more acceptable.)