My fantasy world is all about feasting and overindulgence (does it count as hedonism if it's forced on you?), but IRL, I'm often doing Hufflepuff stuff. [[insert didactic and pedantic (but not pretentious) diatribe about Jungian duality]] In this case, I volunteered at a local food pantry. My BFF and I helped stock the place after a recent shipment (this was earlier this summer). I'm no stranger to heavy lifting and I'm also a MODERATE health nut, always encouraging my friends to eat more vegetables and whatnot (they actually do call me a rabbit, so I figured I might as well get even more immersed in that role since it seems inevitable anyway). Also, check out my Jakobs hat!

So rather than being a bedridden blubber blob, "musclegut" pretty much describes my actual self (though you can't tell from this photo because my shirt's untucked). Or what they nowadays call a "dad bod." And yes, I know you're already imagining me talking like Sc0oter from Borderlands. Or more like a male version of Tannis (in terms of subject matter and meticulousness) but with a Hodunk accent. Redneck nerds, represent!

Note: The pose I'm doing was inspired by the bit The Kipper Kids do in the awesome Weird Al movie 'UHF' (1989).