Food, glorious food! *
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bending_sickleI really have to learn how to feed myself responsibly.
Yesterday I hardly had supper, having no food. Today I left the house with nigh a few grapes and the last dredges of milk in my carton. At the peer-review meeting this morning, the prof. offered us tea and coffee (I took the green tea, lemon-flavoured). There were cookies but I refrained, snacking instead on a granola bar. The discussion went well, and after an hour or so I actually managed to talk and comment, so points to me for that.
Then my group wandered off to polish our draft, I had my second, and last, granola bar (discovering in the process that my group member, Socrates***, didn't know the word granola. Neither did Monique. They're both "muesli" folk. I don't know if there's a difference. Thinking back on Miriam and her baking ways, I think maybe granola's like toasted muesli. Or there may be no difference at all, but it's not like anyone's life is hanging in the balance.)**** So, granola-discussion aside, I bought a little cream-cheese and cracker snack.
We worked till around 4, I got home round 6 (after groceries) and that's when I ate. My head's still reeling from the hunger. It's not as bad as my roommate, who's a Ramadam-observing muslim, but man, food is good.
And now, at 9 pm, after a long chat with said fasting-roomie, with the neighbour's "Pretty Fly for a White Guy" and "Aicha" on aparent repeat thrumming though the walls, I relax.
Until 'round 10:30, whereupon I call my uncle for that, "Yo, I'll be in Barcelona for the weekend, think you'll be home?" conversation.
What I'm going to do right now is burn some more stuff onto a CD (I'm slowly emptying my chock-full computer), read some angsty LoM/DW crossovers and peruse YouTube for John Simm goodies.
Because them there things make a girl happy. ('Cept for the cleaing up of hard-drives. That's more like cleaning up your room 'fore the date walks in. 'Cause, you know, if I've got space on my hard drive, then I can download stuff onto it again, and then Mr. Simm can totally rock my world. ;) You know what I mean.)
Links of the Day:
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shaenon draws comics for the non-existance Star Trek episode, The Trouble with Tribbles
matociquala writes an adorable (if long-wided) metaphor in The Creative Proces: or how to write a novel.
* Oliver Twist: The Musical**
** I'll take "hot sausage and mustard" over "cold jelly and custard" any day.
*** Seriously.
**** Whew, long parenthesis.
Yesterday I hardly had supper, having no food. Today I left the house with nigh a few grapes and the last dredges of milk in my carton. At the peer-review meeting this morning, the prof. offered us tea and coffee (I took the green tea, lemon-flavoured). There were cookies but I refrained, snacking instead on a granola bar. The discussion went well, and after an hour or so I actually managed to talk and comment, so points to me for that.
Then my group wandered off to polish our draft, I had my second, and last, granola bar (discovering in the process that my group member, Socrates***, didn't know the word granola. Neither did Monique. They're both "muesli" folk. I don't know if there's a difference. Thinking back on Miriam and her baking ways, I think maybe granola's like toasted muesli. Or there may be no difference at all, but it's not like anyone's life is hanging in the balance.)**** So, granola-discussion aside, I bought a little cream-cheese and cracker snack.
We worked till around 4, I got home round 6 (after groceries) and that's when I ate. My head's still reeling from the hunger. It's not as bad as my roommate, who's a Ramadam-observing muslim, but man, food is good.
And now, at 9 pm, after a long chat with said fasting-roomie, with the neighbour's "Pretty Fly for a White Guy" and "Aicha" on aparent repeat thrumming though the walls, I relax.
Until 'round 10:30, whereupon I call my uncle for that, "Yo, I'll be in Barcelona for the weekend, think you'll be home?" conversation.
What I'm going to do right now is burn some more stuff onto a CD (I'm slowly emptying my chock-full computer), read some angsty LoM/DW crossovers and peruse YouTube for John Simm goodies.
Because them there things make a girl happy. ('Cept for the cleaing up of hard-drives. That's more like cleaning up your room 'fore the date walks in. 'Cause, you know, if I've got space on my hard drive, then I can download stuff onto it again, and then Mr. Simm can totally rock my world. ;) You know what I mean.)
Links of the Day:
shaenon draws comics for the non-existance Star Trek episode, The Trouble with Tribblesmatociquala writes an adorable (if long-wided) metaphor in The Creative Proces: or how to write a novel.* Oliver Twist: The Musical**
** I'll take "hot sausage and mustard" over "cold jelly and custard" any day.
*** Seriously.
**** Whew, long parenthesis.
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Date: 2007-09-17 09:38 pm (UTC)That reminds me that I have to burn stuff on a CD because I'm running out of space on my C:// drive (all thanks to Bittorrent and Veoh).
It seems according to wikipedia that granola is rolled oats with honey and nuts baked until crispy, and muesli is uncooked rolled oats :) Now I'm hungry!!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Granola
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muesli