Curses on me for getting distracted by the phone ringing at 9:40 this morning (it was a telemarketer, of course) while I was trying to throw together a lunch. Whatever possessed me to think that oatmeal, two clementines, and a single tamale would be enough for me to eat today? Why do I have this delusional notion that I don't eat that much during the day when, in actuality, this amount of food means that by 1:35 I've eaten all my food except one of the clementines, which I'm desperately saving for after lecture, plus a lollipop and 2.5 really big cups of tea, and still feel pretty certain that I will be hungry again in... oh, two hours, tops?
I will clearly never learn. In the morning, when I'm rushed, that amount of food looks so oddly reasonable... and then I remember that I'm trapped on campus until 5-fecking-30, and usually don't get home until six, by which time I'm ravenous, if I haven't already knuckled under and bought a bagel or something to tide me over.
I will clearly never learn. In the morning, when I'm rushed, that amount of food looks so oddly reasonable... and then I remember that I'm trapped on campus until 5-fecking-30, and usually don't get home until six, by which time I'm ravenous, if I haven't already knuckled under and bought a bagel or something to tide me over.
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Date: 2005-11-14 09:59 pm (UTC)Stupid stomach. It never listens.
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Date: 2005-11-14 10:13 pm (UTC)...And then my boss comes back from errands with Ivars chowder for lunch and I get really jealous. Damn.
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Date: 2005-11-14 10:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-15 03:56 am (UTC)