Who am I? Where am I? Why am I so tired?

My brain is mushy. But I'm deceiving you here. I know why. Excess is why. Complete, unadorned, unabashed, excessive excess.

Here are a few of the things I know right now:

• My name
  
• The fact that I like chocolate
  
• Where I live
  
• What I'm wearing
  

And I can't think of much beyond that.