Oh my god, this post from Dooce EXACTLY describes what it is like when I am hungry. I am exactly like her, when I get hungry and decide the only option is to die. And this is when people so often want to give me choices, no! That is not helpful! I am so happy she could put into words what it is like to be me on low blood sugar.
Anyway, I always carry a granola bar with me.
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3 comments:
That's hilarious! Ellen just gets mean when she's hungry...of course, maybe it's because she's trying to die...
I don't get mean! Screw you, Christopher, and you're non-answering-the-phone ways!
That is hilarious. And so true.
I differ from dooce in that I become unreasonably demanding. Everything becomes wrong and bad. Once my blood sugar is really low, I don't WANT a goddamn granola bar .What I WANT is a mixed green salad with toasted goat cheese, beets and candied walnuts. Or risotto with scallops. Or a seared fillet of salmon on a bed of hand-toasted grits, drizzled with some type of fancy reduction. I have to eat a granola bar before I get to that point.
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