grapes dolmas leftover rice tea macaroons

2 Beef enchiritos free refills of Dr Pepper Although I would have liked to eat something else...like vanilla cake...mmm. I never do know what I want to eat these days...so much food is unappealing.

turkey and lettuce sandwich on italian bread half a snapple lemonade cantaloupe, honeydew, and blueberry fruit salad

is lunch whatever you eat between breakfast and dinner? If so, fig newtons (~8) and a slice of cinnamon bread.

Does anyone want to know what I ate for lunch?

I was considering Lunch as the noontime (for me, its usually ~2) meal... If you count other times, then I had a bunch of pretzels and a few life savers. And a mixed berry nutra-grain.

I had a the big mac extra value meal, supersized with a diet coke!

I stole some carrots and bell-peppers off Antithesis' salad, but I also had a bowl of corn chowder, some bread, and three glasses of water.

PB&J dried apple slices 4 oreos water the discussion ran around the theme of unpleasant animal encounters, such as scorpions, organized squads of raccoons, and hantavirus carrying mice

pilate & i had lunch together. he was scarfing down some kind of weird, healthy, all-natural shit that looked like twigs. i had steak. alas, neither of us were discussing organized squads of raccoons.

fish and chips, iced tea at the manhattan country club on west 55th street. friend and i planned an '88 Buick drive to Downville, NY, because it sounds like it should be my home town.

Warmed up chinese - fried rice and veges, wontons. A glass of water. For afternoon tea I had a really messy, juicy orange and a ginger kiss.

4.5 oz. thick bloody steak; cold bean salad with garlic, hot red pepper, red bell pepper, zucchini, cilantro and olive oil and lemon juice; tossed salad with home made cucumber dressing; green tea.

i had a veggie frittata, rosemary garlic potatoes, and toast. and coffee. i did not eat at home for lunch, in case you couldn't tell.

mashed potatoes. it was a hot beef sandwich specially picked by the waitress who happens to be my best friend. i hadn't the heart to tell her that i haven't been eating meat lately.

a six pack of bud tall boys and a Braeburn apple from new zealand.

nothing. I'm skipping lunch today.

wow. i haven't even had breakfast yet!

Thought you was on the wagon, Jay!

Yeah, just reminiscing of the good old days. A six pack of beer wouldn't have been a rare thing at 8;55 in the morning. I'm really having orange gatorade mixed with a spirulina energy/protein powder, a pop tart, a banana and a can of tuna.

meat and hopefully a big gob of my own fat.

A bag of animal crackers, Reeses Peices, a bowl of Raisin Bran, some water, and a Coke.

Tuna salad on wheat bread (soggy from the liquid in the tuna) with styrofoam-like tomatoes, 4 dill pickle quarters, and the complementary bag of Lays Potato Chips with ~11 chips in the bag. MMM. Actually was good though because I was so hungry.

carnitas on fresh made corn tortillas, guac, pico de gallo, frijoles blah blah ole'.

"guac"? .......fucking california! if you were in arms reach i'd slap you for saying that today i had a small salad from the deli and a cheapo frozen pasta dish.

twix

No wonder you're tired. Try to balance those proteins and carbos, my friend... Anyway, I actually ate meat today: Half a can of steak chili, broccoli normandy, with extra broccoli... It was so so...

west african peanut stew over brown rice. steamed lacinto kale tempeh oranges double bergamot earl grey tea

-Capellini with mushroom/onion/bell-pepper cream sauce for lunch. -Timbale and beet salad for dinner. Yum. I'm thinking of becoming a vegan, but I look at today's menu and wonder what I'm thinking. Hrm.

fettucini with some kind of orangeish creamy slighty hot sauce ("cajun"?) and little scallops and shrimp in it. A roll, long and crusty. A raspberry and lemonade smoothie.

fag & a cuppa tea (English breakfast)..... literaly.

airline food

potatoes and coffee lemon soy yogurt

soy yogurt? soygurt? you get ass and biff with that? what's wrong with guac? today: braunsuager sandwich peach crackers.

uh, what was that nate? i get 6 grams of protein and no mucus with that!

Hmmm. I had a good old fashioned Taco Supreme from Taco Hell!

Peanut Butter and Jelly.

pretzels juice veggie sushi candy

philly cheesesteak

leftover pasta

PB&J Baby carrots 3 Pecan Sandies water Today the conversation was about "hoors", getting a ride home from the bar with an officer, and walking home from the bar and falling in the river. Apparently the crew had a good time last night.

today i was treated to lunch at my favorite downtown restaurant by some execs from the mainland who are trying to woo me [there are some perks to adulthood role-playing and working for the Lochness Monster of capitalism... not many, but some]. the chef there personally served us the following: grilled ahi with peanut sauce roasted chicken breast with black bean sauce smoked salmon lox with capers rare roast beef with spicy white horseraddish salad greens with mango vinegarette cold melon and cucumber dill salad cold marinated mushrooms lobster dim sum red argentinian wine dessert: chocolate mousse yesterday my dad took me to Baci Bistro and i had a seafood salad. a huge pile of nalo salad greens with carrots and beets served with a swordfish steak, two jumbo shrimp, calamari steak, and flaked salmon. i love to eat. my tummy is happy. PMS hell is nearly over this time around. HUZZAH!

cup of coffee poppyseed bagel w/ cream cheese cup of coffee back when I was in the antiques business, I called this type of meal a temporal sandwich. And you better be in Philly, patrick, cos you know it's not a Philly cheesesteak otherwise.

I had a half spinich salad for lunch today. But, more importantly, Antithesis reminds me to tell the brain taco story. The other day, we went to eat a small Mexican resturant called La Bamba (Burritos as big as your HEAD!). I, being one of those terrible non meat eaters, ordered a vegetarian burrito. (Not, regrettably, as big as my head.) However, while reading the menu I noticed a very peculiar item: brain tacos! Though I tried to convince him, Antithesis refused to order the brain tacos. Now. My question is--should we go back and make him eat them anyway? I mean, what would the effects of the brain tacos be, exactly? I'm really curious to see if he actually got smarter or something. Or will he get some cool diasese? Who knows. So, anyone here eaten brain?

Of course I refused. My name is Antithesis. Sheesh. Whaddaya expect? Well, that, and I WAS SCARED!!! "Here, little boy... eat some COW BRAINS" urk. I am now being reminded that they MIGHT NOT BE COW BRAINS. well. that's comforting. thanks. Would I get smarter? *smirk* If I could get any smarter, I'd.... um... nevermind. Anyway, why would eating cow brains make me smarter? I might start farting methane, but that's the only side-effect I can think of. Are cows smart? Gary Larsen can't be wrong, I guess. Still, I feel like there should be some weird dancy ritual whenever someone eats brains. clan of the cave bear, anyone? Lunch today was Ramen (with garlic and pepper) because my boss forgot about me. I was lonely. *sigh*

A ham and cheese sandwich and a coke.

Hot, Sliced, smoked ham, american, cheddar, and swiss cheese stacked on a kiaser bun served with fries and a coke (Like how they advertise ham & cheese sandwich?)

I think Antithesis should eat the brains, night of the living dead anyone?

Yes. "Braineaters" - The Misfits Enjoy. Eat up, antithesis! Brains are good for you!

Ham & cheese on croissant Cape Cod Potato Chips Nantucket Nectar Apple Juice which gave me a big mouthful of glass shards. I thought that lid came off awful easily, and darn if it didn't have that little plastic "sealed for your protection" thingy. Somebody obviously dropped it, and then put it back in the cooler. I would like to thank that considerate soul. Also, it was spoiled too. MMM, lunch.

Chicken breasts sauteed in wine with a side order of Taco Bell. Crimson gave me one of the (superb) chicken breasts and then another friend came wandering in with some Taco Bell take-out. A MexiMelt and a bean burrito seemed, at the moment, like a perfect compliment to chicken and rice. Pass the Rolaids.

Pilate, you will need a stomach pump more than rolaids......

Doubtless. I'm usually a pretty light eater, too. I don't know what put me in total scarf mode, except perhaps for free food being thrown at me from all directions. Somebody tried to give me a Little Debbie snack cake too, but I knew better. Had I eaten that on top of everything else, I'd probably be hospitalized.

:-)

if you're female, it's probably PMS.

Sarah, I thought you did not blame things on PMS?

A sub from Erberts and Gerberts, a boney billy, which is turkey, lettuce, tomatoes, and alfalfa sprouts with mayo. a small bag of baked Lays )KC Masterpiece flavor). and a water. What I like about E&G subs is that they cut out a bit of the bread to make room for the fixin's, then include the bit they cut out in the sub wrapping. I read a bit of this new journal I bought today, the Annals of Improbable Research. It's something like the Journal of Polymorphous Perversity. Pretty funny. It's interesting how much everyone likes to talk about their lunches, isn't it?

I thought about a slice of pepperoni pizza, had an inkling of wheat thins, and imagined a welch's strawberry to wash down all that sodium.

bacon cheeseburger at the manhattan country club on west 55th, lunch with a friend i hadn't seen in a long time. yesterday it was a sandwich, salad, and fresh brewed iced tea during a long meeting at work.

A vegan burrito. and Diet Pepsi. Breakfast was bigger -2 boca links, a cinnamon swirl bagel with yogurt spread, and coffee, followed shortly by a glass of soy dream and peanut butter on toast. (I'm experimenting with removing most of the meat from my diet. If I enjoyed cooking, it would be easier.)

Oh c'mon. Eating meat is hard fuckin' work. You either have to go out, which means money and finding another human whose company you can stand for half an hour and finding a restaurant and waiting for a table and multiplying by 15% or. . . you can make your own meat. This means thinking of how to cook the meat, going to the store, choosing which of the 8000 shrink-wrapped meat packages best suits your needs, paying, going home, cooking extra-hot to kill off the nasties, putting the meat away with more shrink wrap so the nasties don't grow back, eating the rest of it tomorrow cos otherwise it'll go bad, and then washing all the dishes which are now at risk of having meat nasties all over them. . . in contrast, the following vegetarian dishes are all certified very very lazy: lucky charms with milk bread and jelly bread and peanut butter dried pineapple jazzers so you can eat them right out of the bag and don't need a dish 100 slices of american cheese cheez-its(R) wheat thins(R) ramen noodles, fried into a ball so you don't have to worry about spilling the broth (note that you don't have to wash the frying pan, as the residual MSG makes it even less likely that anything will grow on it) bonghits quaker toasted oatmeal with chocolate milk chocolate-covered pretzels kool-aid strawberries oranges triscuits(R) VANILLA CAKE

So, he ate the brain. We had a little fight over the keyboard just now over who gets to tell the story. The result: he brushes his teeth while I type one version, and then, having adroitly avoided the brain kiss of doom, I will consider the last statement and go puke. Alright. The setting: a darkened Mexican grocery named La Bamba. A gameshow is on. A woman is stripping to Toca's Miracle in front of a slackjawed hispanic man. "I'll have a taco," he says. I nudge him. "A...uh...a brain taco, at that!" I cheer silently in victory and take a chug of my 7-Up. (In a bottle, at that, _heche en Mexico_!) the taco arrives, neatly packaged in paper. Cheerily, I hand the man the money and we flee, almost knocking over a small child in the process. There are two tacos in the bag, we realize, as we sit on the steps in front of the credit union. He opens one. I silently rejoice that I am a vegetarian, as he prods the meat. It looks suspiciously like steak. I can't contain my glee as he slowly brings the brain to his brain-virgin lips. I wonder momentarily if he'll die from eating the taco, like those people in Tennesse who ate squirrel brains. He chews thoughtfully. "It tastes kind of like liver," he says. "You know, like vital organs. I'm eating a cow's vital organs! OHMIGOD!" Yum, I think. We gave the other one to a man at Safeway while buying alchohol for the mammoth party we're hosting later. You all can come too. If you can find us, that is. Call 707.961.1244 for directions. We'd be happy to have you. Or write us.

i'm experimenting with eating only meat. i had a pound and a ˝ of steak for lunch with seasonings.

YEAH ANTITHESIS!

BTW, you are a bigger person than I, because there is no way in HELL I would eat brains. They had a hard enough time getting me to eat sweet brit (bovine stomach or throat lining)

As a kid my mother would make brain sometimes. I distinctly remember liking it a lot, but one time asking what it was and the entire family conspiring to keep the identity of the mystery food from me. What's even funnier is that I had already eaten brain before and knew it, so I don't know why they were keeping it from me. As a kid I didn't question what was put in front of me to eat. I still don't very much... I had pizza and garlic knots for lunch today... and a cappuccino... mmmmmmmm

lunch today: 3 devilled eggs, lima beans, corn bread, blackeyed peas, potato salad, dressing (no chicken), 7 layer salad with Fritos, a piece of cantaloupe, slices of cucumber (peeled), broccoli casserole, fried okra, fried yellow squash, slaw, pecan pie, a baked thing with blueberries and fresh peaches and some kind of crumbly granola-like topping, and iced tea (sweet, but not too). might have missed a thing or two in that list. can't remember the upper right hand corner too well. it was all good, I ate every bite and it made up for the bad dining experience Friday night.

lunch - refried beans & rice w/ cumin, louisiana hot sauce, and lotsa cheese. mango. iced coffee, no sugar.

ginger ale rye bread portobello mushroom soup white chocolate cheesecake with raspberry swirls on the dish half-stick of cinnaburst gum mmmmm...king of prussia mall.... Then I bought a ferociously red shirt half-off at Oilily. Too bad it's too small.

Hrm. maybe next time I'll get to share my little victories myself, love? No? *sigh* NONE OF YOU CAME TO OUR PARTY. I would've noticed. The brain was actually pretty good, but I wasn't very hungry when I ate it. I think they over-spiced it to hide the fact that it's, well, brain. I may have some cow's memory of it's mother lodged in my gut right now. Gotta love it. Lunch today was leftover chocolate / mudslide cake and saltines. oooh... portabello ... I used to make portabello steaks. yum. that's what I'm having for dinner tomorrow. I need some examples of exotic (WEIRD) foods for vegetarians to get back at Isolde for that ...colorful... rendition of the brain story.

haven't had lunch yet, but for breakfast i had a small bowl of granola with papaya and organic milk, a hard boiled egg, 2 cups of coffee and 2 chocolate truffles that i hand selected yesterday from the vast selection of treats at neiman marcus. i ate the other four truffles yesterday for supper. each was outrageously delicious. concurrently i am on the hunt for chunky monkey. that stuff is really hard to find. wish you could mail order ice cream. alas. Daniel? :-)

vivarin

The hottest chicken vindaloo I've ever tried.

Cheddar Cheese Instant Lunch

A breaded chicken breast on grilled sourdough with tomato slice, bacon and pepper jack cheese, seasoned fries and a large coke

Another ham and cheese sandwich. And 2 tigers milk bars....yummy! They are THE best. And of course, some powdered Powerade. And I am definitely looking forward to that vanilla cake...mmm

I ATE A BABY

oh man, do you people eat like this all the time?

I DO

Yeah. Mostly for a lack of choice in the matter.

a handful of jalapeno potato chips that were offered by a fellow employee, and a "Healthy Choice" red potatos and salisbury steak thingy.......it was kinda tasty but disapointing. i'll just fix up with coffee and styrofoam tonight.

rice crackers apple water more water grilled sandwich of pesto and spinach i love hearing about what people have for lunch, btw p.s. vanill cake sounds so good

Breakfast: 2 day-old pseudo-chocolate muffins and coffee whilst sitting on my back steps with my dog. Lunch: Bowl of Rotini pasta with butter, garlic and lemon-pepper seasoning. Snack: 5-6 mini-milky ways (bite-sized) and a KitKat while we discussed plans for features sections for the next month. To drink: Red creme soda.

6 oz turkey breast from a 22 lb turkey i roasted this weekend. salad. green tea. tasty enough but definitely boring. i want more truffles! time for coffee! yay!

dry vermouth cuban black beans & rice (moros y cristianos) assorted chunks of: cantaloupe, honeydew, watermelon, mango, and orange iced coffee

double chicken souvalaki with chilli and stefans oj. and I didnt pay.

Breakfast was a portugese muffin with goat cheese and roasted pepper spread, and a cup of chai. Lunch was vegitarian maki.

roast beef sandwich. trader joe's soup in a cup thing. black bean. broccoli, cauliflower and cucumber.

nachos, vivarin

chocolate truffles have turned into aliens in my belly. but the pregnancy test came back negative. perhaps alien impregnations do not require significant changes in prolactin.

oh, and i haven't had lunch yet, but i predict that it will be a can of tuna and some indian curry vegetables, or something equally unexciting.

A Hot dog Ritz coke peanut butter on a slice of bread a banana Animal crackers

Spicy Chicken instant lunch. A big bag of all green and black m&m's.

3/4 lb of cheddar 1/2 a loaf of dill rye all the mayonaise i could pack into a babyfood jar six carrots 64 oz diet coke

Nate, is that what your horse ate or you?

some pineapple pasta salad peanut butter on toast lemonade

64oz glass of water,2 tums.

a grilled chicken breast and a bigass bottle of lemon perrier. meanwhile, my husband chowed down on a whole pan full of beanie-weenies.

I have eaten brains. My mother used to make brain fritters and force us to eat them. Actually, i think it was the texture that put me off the most - all squishy. I don't like slimy, squishy food. We just drowned it in tomato sauce so you couldn't taste anything else. Thank heaven for Watties. Moonit- I LOVE Stefans OJ.

tuna seems very expensive these days. a whole dollar for a little can. safeway had a sale, but they were out of the stuff packed in water. I considered demanding a raincheck, but, that shit's probably full of mercury and sodium anyway. I asked the dentist about my amalgam fillings once. "should I worry?" he said that they cause as much mercury leakage into my body as eating--what did he say?--a couple cans of tuna a month. well, that's probably for a single filling. I have five or six or something ridiculous like that. so if I'm already eating the hg equivalent og a dozen tuna sandwiches a month, I hardly need to be consuming the real thing as well. today I had for lunch the same thing I had yesterday. I eat the same dinner every night, too. spaghetti sauce, no pasta. I've been doing that since last december, I think. I wonder how much this bothers my new friend. we had sex six times on saturday. six times! over the course of 18 hours, which included a night's sleep. it was all great fun until his wife came home.

potatoes, of the ore-ide "texas crispers" variety. No vivarin, but then I missed class.

tuna fish sandwich w/ extra mercury slices of colby cheese as of yet unpickled egg i fished out of the pickling jar coca-cola

No wonder you're Tired. eat some protein, pack a lunch, it takes three minutes, I do it every day.

i decided to eat 4 of the tiny chocolate covered cookies for dinner, but i couldn't wait until supper time so i ate them on the way home from the store. i can't exercise until i visit the surgeon on thursday because my guts are hanging out all over the place. yesterday i looked about 4-5 months pregnant, today it is more like 5-6 months, but i haven't gained any weight. in fact, i'm down yet another pound this week overall. my body has turned into a calorie inferno and i get to basically eat whatever i want now. fun! but shit, i wonder what the fuck is going on in there. maybe hernia from weight lifting? the symptoms get worse when my bladder and/or stomach are full. it looks fairly ridiculous because my arms, chest, back and legs are all very visibly muscular but my tummy sticks WAYYYY out. my belly button is also infected, which is totally gross. i'm secretly hoping that this becomes a recurring problem so that my insurance will pay for the cosmetic surgery.

Reading POTATOES NOT PROZAC a favorite at dinner time....and eating chicken breasts, two four ounce protein flash frozen at the chick factory, white meat, grilled to a crusty frequency and baqsted in Claussen dill pickle juice, garlic and cayenne, all of which keeps em moist and tasty, two small grilled (burned to a crisp outside just done inside) organic red taters slathered in real butter (three thin pats, but with little salt and a lot of pepper again), a pile of fresh from garden tomatoe chunks covered in coarsely ground pepper and garlic salt (okay, so there's a little sodium here), a 38 gms sugar 38 gm carb apple juice x2 glasses.... a little ice cream for dessert later so I can keep my beta-endorphin craving going. Headaches be damned. Oughta watch the truffles, like, um, where'd the chocolate ones come from, and who's the pig that routed em?

Hey Sarah,keep us updated on your guts, it sounds pretty odd. Plus it's an interesting counterpoint to all these lunches.

Animal crackers 2 slices of pepperoni pizza glass of milk peach snapple cinnamon roll 7 oreos (I skipped breakfeast)

Actually, I'm unemployed and I spend a good portion of my days doing nothing, so it's not that I don't make the time to cook, I just don't care. I've tried the "healthy" thing before, but honestly, the times in my life when I had the highest energy, in terms of work completed and lifetime record of hours w/out sleep, were back when I drank a lot and ate coffee crystals out of the jar, paying no attention to what I was eating. Oh, no lunch today, I had to go to the store to get milk so breakfast didn't happen til like 11.

Tired, you must be tired.... Chicken Cordon Bleu, rice pilaf, green beans, bisquit with butter and honey, and a jumbo (as always) coke.

I WOULD have had some Kali Vatana curry and a mango Lhassi, but I missed Out to Lunch for the first time this summer because I was dumb. I had a Creamy Pest Instant Lunch. Pretty tasty, actually.

creamy pest? like ....flies? or the other one, the basil one? hee hee i had cake and coffee!

Haha!! I didn't realize that I missed the 'o'. Oh, and I went all the way home to grind up some beans and make some fresh coffee with my coffee press at my desk. I needed coffee badly.

no lunch, just coffee

You know, i bet i could revive tired's appetite within a day. Just come work with me. I guarantee an increase in appetite. Buckets of soil (dry) must weigh about 30 pounds or more, and you'd lift one up to chest level once every ten-fifteen minutes. Plus shoveling. Plus using the rocker screen (good for rear deltoids!) then you would be doing what amounts to body-wieght squats each time you got out of the unit or the area excavation... Or, you could work with Steve the Gothic Archaeologist, doing "shovel testing": digging an 80cm deep hole every fifteen meters, all day. You'd be expected to get at least 30-40 done, a day, of course. I had one light eater wokr for me. Slowly, her lunchs got bigger. Not very much, but bigger. Plus, she'd always be hungry by the end of the day. Right now, I'm pretty hungry, but only spent a 1/2 day in the field. On a full day, I'm starving by 3:30.

andy whoop i mean sem, what shall we cook when i arrive? the vodka tomato cream sauce pasta or mavis most famoust pesto or what??

It'll be about three in the morning when you arrive anywhere you can cook, dear. I can't choose between the two. You'll have to see what I have and work your magic.

magic?? *******

Today--Food 6am: vodka 9am: a peach 1:30pm: something leftover (pasta?) 3:30pm: a second peach 4:15pm (off work for the day) vodka To come... Who knows?

what is it you've been digging up Sem? dinosaur bones? airplane food for lunch. and a shitty chicken sandwich in toronto.

greek salad: leaf lettuce, tomato, artichoke hearts, greek olives, cucumber, pepperoncini, red onion, with a light and fluffy cucumber yogurt dressing. scoop of tuna fish salad. leftover lentil stuffing*, one chocolate covered cookie. water and green tea. currently contemplating more cookies. this is my recipe for lentil stuffing (for the wheat intolerant eater): 2 cups dry lentils 2 cups chopped or sliced celery celery 1 yellow onion, chopped lots of minced or crushed fresh garlic 1 lg can mushrooms or 1-1/2 cup fresh mushrooms 3/4 cup raisins chicken or poultry seasoning tumeric ground ginger oregeno crushed red pepper bring 2 cups dry lentils to a boil, reduce and boil on low for 10 minutes. rinse in cold water, drain, put in a big bowl. saute in some olive or canola oil the onion, garlic, celery, and mushrooms. add in any or all of the spices to taste. cook until the onions are clear. i suppose you could add in here any other vegetables you want or think would taste good. mix vegetables in with the lentils. add raisins. stuff it all inside the turkey (chicken, hen, duck, whatever) like regular bread stuffing.

The Belly Report: no weight gain or loss as of this morning. still feeling and looking about 5-6 months pregnant. i got some weird enjoyment when sales clerk asked me when i'm due. i told her early december. bloating still gets worse after eating or when my bladder is full. mild lower abdominal cramping. belly button infection slowly going away with help of cockroach sized antibiotics taken orally twice a day and liberal application of topical steroid cream. doctor appointment tomorrow at 10 a.m.

goddammit kel, update your weblog.

sarah, are you skinny-dipping in that water over there? the ocean is a mysterious place. full of surprises.

i have to cancel my dr appointment tomorrow morning because an exec from austin is coming in late tonight and can only meet with me tomorrow morning before he goes to another meeting in the afternoon before flying to LA tomorrow night for yet another meeting. health schmealth. alien impregnations take a backseat to Working For The Man. dave, i'm always in the water, sometimes with a suit on, sometimes not. if something wants to get up that way, ain't no nylon trunks gonna stop it.

i was just speculatin'.

Snacks: ground up and machiavellian machine shaped corn, vegetable oil, whole wheat, rice flour, oat flour, sugar, buttermilk, sour cream, nonfat milk, miscellaneous cultures, salt, onion, corn syrup solids, whey, modified food starch, sucrose, lactose, imitation parsley, corn starch, gum arabic, blue 1 and red 40, glycerol, extract of tumeric, hydrolyzed corn, soy and wheat protein, natural and artificial flavors, citric acid, disodium isolinate, and disodium guanylate. Oh yeah, and sour cream, garlic, and paprika and cayenne in the dip to go with the Sun Chips described above.

sorry sarah. i am so lame. i just did it. it's boring as fuck.

2 hot dogs....bbq sauce pack of starburst blue powdered powerade (lots) OJ I woke up at like 5:17 today...so I actually was hungry and ate breakfeast. Raisin Bran, eh, Jay?

"Buffalo" Chicken Sandwich (Spicy breaded chicken breast, provolone cheese, sliced tomatoe, lettuce, ranch sauce on a kiaser bun). French Fries, and, of course, Jumbo Coca-Cola

Yesterday, lunch was fish and chips... completely disgusting, and it's still trying to worm it's way out of my guts. Dammit. So today will probably be some more ramen (the many joys of being flatbustedbroke), to see if maybe I can a)dissolve the fish or b)strangle it with a ramen noodle.

today i had some "tear-the-ass-outaya" chili and a ham sandwich. blue powerade does funny things to my poop. i recently got back from a trip to canada where i was eating fish and chips like it was my fucking job. i found a good place that went easy on the batter.

it's not boring at all. just keep doing it, ok? my breasts have shrunk to a C cup, on their way to a B. i've been a D since high school. what the bloody fuck is that about? it's not as if i've lost all my body fat. yet. Belly Report: gained one pound. tomorrow i go to the gynecologist. i'm one of the few women on earth who always enjoys going. my female parts have rarely functioned properly, and while they've never healed me or given me even remotely definitive answers about my female health problems, nevertheless it's always an interesting experience. i'll admit that i'm obsessed with the fantasy that they'll find i'm pregnant when i get the ultrasound, though i know the chances of that are a million to one. the last time i had sex was late april. he pulled out. but not only that, i don't ovulate. i had a pregnancy test that was negative. so yeah, not at all likely, but still, i can't get it out of my head. Lunch: humongous salad [clams, greens from my garden, spinach, tomatoes, red cabbage, bean sprouts, lentil/pea/azuki bean sprouts, carrots - with creamy garlic dressing], can o' tuna, 5 little chocolate covered cookies, green tea. i ate it all with chop sticks beacause i couldn't find a fork. i need to get out of this office.

1. Wow,it must be hard to stuff a lentil. 2. Dedicated, hard swimming and stealthy sperm can find their way into pre-ejaculate love lube. 3. If you had a refrigerated post office box, you'd be getting some Monkey from the Mainland. 4. Don't worry, they'll never suspect I'm directly addressing you...here. 5. What IS lunch anyway?

whoops. Lunch...secretary in the blue dress. I mean, er, lettuce alone with the funky blue cheese languishing brilliantly, shrimp butterflied and stuffed with fresh crab, battered, baked, besotted with a light red sauce, freshly cut cukes in a balsamic vinegrae, visions of blurs of blue; iced unsweetened instant cocoa with decaf softening the silence...

holy fuck a moley people. forget Chunky Monkey. i gave up and thought i would be settling when i bought Monkey Wrench - out of desperation. people. this is banana *and* peanut butter ice cream with walnuts and huge chunks of thick chocolate covered peanut butter cups. it was everything i could do from eating the entire pint. that would be 1,240 calories of ice cream. that would be just 300-400 calories short of an entire day's calorie load. instead i ate half a serving, tricking myself by saying that this way it lasts longer. though i doubt that pint will remain through the weekend. in fact, i plan on eating Monkey Wrench for breakfast in the morning. oooh except i wanted to make oatmeal pancakes*. but those can wait til sunday brunch i suppose. or maybe i'll have oatmeal pancakes with a scoop of Monkey Wrench on top! yes! see? don't pregnant women have food hallucinations and fantasies like this? ah, but i have two jars of spicy dills stashed away in the back of the cupboard. they shall serve as a litmus test. Daniel, at this moment i would pack my bags and move to wherever you are if you promised me crab-stuffed shrimp and Chunky Monkey. uh. not that you'd want me to actually do that.

Sarah, I think you are pregnant, maybe it was an immaculate conception........ Grilled ham and cheese on sourdough bread Onion Rings and..A JUMBO COCA-COLA

please tell me who makes monkey wrench!!!

Monkey wrenth, the game?

um, trace, read the previous post! it's ice cream!not a game! it's hat size! not dick size!

Um, Mavis..Maybe I was talking about glove size.... :-)

I had kosher eggplant parmagiana and salad for lunch. Beats the kosher sushi we usually have for Friday meetings.

Not much. I think I had some gatorade. I have no appetite today. I don't feel good. I had a mouthful of VO5 for "breakfeast"...ugh...that's not going to be too pleasant on the digestive tract.

A half of a Philly cheese steak sandwhich,left over from the one I got last night,with grilled onions and green peppers.Boy that was good,and water.

Monkey Wrench is Ben & Jerry's, no? I ran out of instant lunches. Hmm... First thing I see....

VO5? Dude, someone needs to send him some money so he can afford to eat something besides shampoo

seeing as I'm still at the office at 1pm, when the munchies always hit... quiche! yum. and Banana Nut bread. And a pear. My co-worker's girlfriend is an incredible cook, and she always brings us goodies on Fridays. heh. yum. I've never heard of Monkey Wrench. Is it new? Ben and Jerry's was bought by Dreyer's earlier this year... It's good to know that the ice cream is still good. I met my first love over a bowl of Cherry Garcia. Ice cream is such wonderful stuff.

I was in the shower. And got some in my mouth. Which was then swallowed (nervous reaction?). And the "wonderful" flavour of shampoo permeated throughout my system. Yuck. Although money would be appreciated!

:-)

hm, 1540-1640 calories is an entire day's calorie load? You gotta up that by at least a couple hundred. Do it for the boobies. As for my appetite, my mom's here now and is making me eat like a normal person. I guess working would be a healthier way to achieve that, but I'm not gonna refuse free restaurant food.

Tired, you need a nap

Today, August 11, Food: Breakfast--6:55am: vodka Lunch--12:33pm: a chai glacier Damn. I should eat something. Maybe Anti wouldn't mind if I ate his cat. Tib looks kind of tasty. A little thin, though.

Trace is gonna puke now

Sandwiches, fruit, brownies, coffee and water on the 13th floor of the Woolworth Building.

Breakfast: 1 egg & 2 egg whites scrambled with bean sprouts and 1 tbs shredded parm cheese (125), 1/4 cup oatmeal (75), 1 cup cantelope (120), 2 cups coffee with 2 tbs 2% organic milk (20), 3 tbs Monkey Wrench (100). Lunch: 1 Pure Protein meal replacement bar (280), 40 oz Glaceau "vitaminwater"** (80), broccoli salad (100), 1 carrot bran muffin (200), green tea. Aniticipated Dinner: salad from my garden greens (150), seared ahi sashimi (200). Ben and Jerry's make Monkey Wrench and it's fuckin divine. i forgot to mention the fudge chunks before, which i discovered in this morning's tasting. so that would be banana and peanut butter ice cream with walnuts, peanut butter cup chunks and fudge chunks. yeah baby. Belly Report: after gynecological exam and internal ultrasound, i was scheduled for surgery the morning of August 15th. the paperwork reads thusly: Condition: PROFESSIONAL: left adroxal* mass [aka alien impregnation] LAY LANGUAGE: Complex mass in left side of pelvis Proceedure(s) PROFESSIONAL: Laproscopic* ovarian cystectomy, left salrino* sophonectomy*, possible abdominolysis. LAY LANGUAGE: look in abdomen and scope, remove all or part of left tube and ovary and mass, possibly divide* scar tissue, possible biopsy on right ovary. RISKS: bleeding, transfusion, infection, injury to bowel/bladder, uterus, pelvic organs. * indicates probable misspelling due to my inability to dicipher the surgeon's handwriting ** recommended by doctor; blood tests indicate acute electrolyte depletion

yikes. take your vitamins vitamin e really does work on scars good luck vibes going your way lunch, the red bell pepper soup, the tuna rollup in the crunchy wrapper they press in some kinda waffleiron contraption. right now i'm having a beet. fresh beets are beautiful, earthy things. and now i have a pot full of brilliant cooking water, and a bloody-looking stove.

surgery freaks me out. i don't think i could ever make a surgery appointment. it would have to be emergency surgery where i was already unconscious and couldn't run away. yeesh. i don't have any problem recommending or encouraging others to get surgery if they need it. get that taken care of and good luck. ovaries are nothing but trouble anyway: get rid of 'em. will they let you keep the tumor?

Trace, if you can't think of something better to post than ":)", or "lol", or your unforgettably eloquent "?", then don't bloody well take up space. And is it really necessary to post more than 50 times a day, as you did the other day? Pretty please consider going for quality rather than quantity. <rant over>

Today, August 12: Food 1:32AM--Breakfast: heated timbale with Anti. I keep forgetting that he needs food more than I do.

THAT'S IT. *throws off the kid gloves* somebody explain to Isolde that YOU NEED FOOD TO SURVIVE. she eats tea, vodka, a piece of fruit a day and a bit of pasta every now and again (read as: every other day) when I finally get hungry. Now, I'm thin as a toothpick in a torture-rack-stretchy device, but she manages to eat like 1/4 of what I do. If I EVER, EVER hear you complain about being dizzy again, I'm going to knock you out and stick those nasty nutrient IV thingies in you. Or just watch you like a hawk for 24 hours and shove food down your throat every 6 or so.

from http://www.oncologychannel.com/ovariancancer/symptoms.shtml Despite an increased awareness of ovarian cancer in the news and other media, the ability to detect this disease is poor, and many women are not diagnosed until their tumors have reached a late stage. Ovarian cancer ordinarily produces no distinctive symptoms, and most tumors metastasize, or spread, to other abdominal organs before being diagnosed. Metastasis can give rise to ascites, a build-up of fluid in the abdomen that usually causes abdominal swelling. Such swelling may be the only indication that something is wrong, and it is the most common reason given by ovarian cancer patients for first visiting a physician. Other vague, but sometimes lingering symptoms of ovarian cancer include: * bloating * abdominal/pelvic discomfort or pressure * changes in bowel function or urinary frequency * nausea or loss of appetite * back or leg pain * a malnourished or wasted appearance * fatigue * gastrointestinal symptoms (e.g., gas, long-term stomach pain or indigestion) * unusual vaginal bleeding see also: http://www.medhelp.org/lib/cancernet/200950.htm how's this for Friday Night Fun?

Mother of Pearl, sarah. It's a good thing you're so healthy otherwise, it'll help in your recovery. You have my posittive thoughts going your way.

Ice cream coming your way. Find a Reliv distributor - email me if cyou can't - and start taking their NOW product twice daily now, before and after the surgery. Sounds like cyst/growth/aliens not a tubal pregancy, correct? I'm a little rusty on my female anatomy. I went through this with my ex wife on Valentine's Day in 1979 when there were less understandings and less knoweldge of the thing. She lost half her operating equipment, and a child growing outside her womb, nearly died from loss of blood because the surgeon didn't know what was going on really until he got in there, thought it was something it wasn't, and yet she fully recovered and had three good prenancies after that. But that was medicine twenty some years ago. It is good you are healthy, that medicine knows what it knows now, that you have folks here sending you warm thoughts and prayers and ice cream. Yeah, shit, I'm older than the laser. Let us know what time of cut and paste- I will drum for you. SUggest other sorbjites who believe in protecting the spirit from unwelcome complications while in surgery do the same. Or do whatevere the hell they do for the same. Remember, the door is painted red, kiddo, and ice cream awaits.

everyone, chill. it's probably just a cyst (not you). it kind of reminds me of the story about woman and the brine shrimp or lobster or whatever the hell that was except that story was totally sick.

thanks guys. i'm not worried, though having a tumor - i mean "complex mass" - that is 8 cm in diameter crushing my left ovary and displacing all the digestive and elimination organs around it is, for the moment, a skosh bothersome. the fact that i match all but one of the symptoms of having ovarian cancer is probably just a coincidence. it could be worse. i could have Turrets. so i just got back from the market. i bought the following items: 2 packets cream cheese granulated white sugar graham cracker crust whipping cream condensed milk coconut extract blueberries crushed pineapple capers lamb chops teriyaki sauce crab meat bean sprouts spinach ghiradelli semi-sweet chocolate chunks oh, and even though the pint of Monkey Wrench is, as of 5 minutes ago, half way empty, i lost 3 lbs this week. calorie inferno, baby. this is why i've worked as hard as i have over the last year.

Daniel, what is Reliv? i'm sure i could buy it online somewhere if i can't find it around here.

i find your "complex mass" bothersome too, sarah. get well soon, dammit. isolde: eat something. today is my last day on medication. antibiotics from hell. i have been confused. i want to use "dave" as an adjective. you know, as a compliment. i am going to go to my favorite inanimate object, whatever that turns out to be, and name it dave. later. i think i'm going to change my handle to dbone. its testicular/mammalian duality is strangely compelling.

Sarah: It would be totally dave if you had been impregnated by aliens. Be well? dbone: did I get it right?

db for short dbdbdb allright just had lunch (it is 10:01 p.m.) veg. biryani, chhole, naan, Coke®. dave, what story about the woman and the brine shrimp

heh. why not? i've already inspired the use of dave as a verb. this is because i seem to generate a field of accelerated entropy. things in my proximity just fuck up.

it goes like this: One morning around 5am 22 year old Susan DaLucci of Kittery Maine, woke up with a painful need to urinate. At first she thought she had diarrhea, but when she stood up out of bed, she realized that it was urinary pain. It was very similar to the feeling of having diarrhea, just out the wrong hole. She wobbled to the toilet and upon sitting on it, her vagina erupted into the most horrific messy farting noise anyone has ever heard. In paralyzing pain, Ms. DeLucci for the next few minutes continued to push and squirt out of her vagina a burning tide of wretch and filth while she gripped the sides of the toilet, white-knuckled. She was screaming wildly, and the neighbors called the police. When medics arrived they found Ms. DeNucci unconscious lying on the floor of her bathroom wearing nothing but her bath robe. Running down her leg, was a stream of brown and green syrup. The medic had to transfer her to a stretcher, so he grabbed her left leg which was bent crossing her other leg, to straighten her out. She was lying there all twisted up. When he lifted her left leg to straighten her body out, he exposed her vagina at which point a creature, no larger than the tip of a finger wormed its way out of her genitals and landed on the floor with a wet popping sound. Shocked, the medic stared at the creature that was lying on the tile bathroom floor in a casing of mucous. It was a tiny mud shrimp and it sat there on the cold floor gasping for water while flipping itself back and forth. The horrified medic turned to the toilet as he felt the nausea setting in. When he put his face down into the toilet to puke what he saw was so horrific that to this day he cannot look into a toilet without convulsing. The entire toilet bowl was boiling with baby brown mud shrimp flipping and splashing at a furious pace. If you think that is bad - wait until you hear how it happened: Ms. DeLucci official death was the result of a combination of shock and severe head trauma. She stood up over the toilet in pain and when she saw what she had done, she went into shock and fell, smashing her head on the toilet and then on the floor. It is believed by medical police that on two nights before the accident she had purchased a live lobster at a fish market. While lying in a tub, she gently inserted the creature's tail into her vagina to derive pleasure. At that point, she held a lighter under the creature's face causing it to flip its tail in a violent snapping motion. The medics found a lesbian XXX video in the VCR and the TV was positioned on a table in front of the tub. The lobster was found in the kitchen garbage can wrapped in a paper bag. Traces of Ms. DeLucci's DNA were found on the lobster along with pubic hairs that had wedged themselves between the lobster tail joints. The lobster's face was lightly burned with the same fuel used in lighters. The lobster's digestive track and colon were found to be full of mud shrimp egg casings. Doctors believe that the lobster had eaten them (they are common in the water at fish markets and are usually harmlessly boiled to death) and the lobster had crapped them out into Ms. DeLucci's cunt when she was torturing it. Maine mud shrimp only take two days to gestate and Ms. DeLucci was only four days away from getting her period, doctors believe that at that point of her menstrual cycle, her womb was the perfect PH balance to grow these mud shrimp which are a much larger version of the popular "Sea Monkey" pets sold throughout the US. Over night the eggs had hatched and the mud shrimp began doubling in size every ten minutes. You can imagine the pain she was in when she woke up that morning and gave birth to well over 1,000 mud shrimp in her toilet. of course, it's bogus.

as if a vibrator somehow wouldn't measure up to the pleasure delivered by a live lobster tail... the fresh blueberry vanilla cheesecake is chilling in the refrigerator.

?????

Dammnit, Antithesis, stop getting complete strangers to tell me to frickin' eat! Jesus. I can't even starve accidentally in peace these day. You people. It's not like I deliberately don't eat, I just forget, and suddenly a day has gone by, and I'm just not hungry anymore. Bah. I hope your wierd growth is benign, Sarah...

friend of mine had a grapefruit-sized ovarian cyst surgically removed 10 years back. she was fine, still is fine, had a baby a year ago. best wishes, sarah. hope your friends give you neat presents.

I went to Sarah's web site(which rocks!)and didn't see a e-mail address,was going to send a card,so Sarah,best wishes from me too.

Popcorn (we are under a boil order)

peanut butter and jelly milk reeses peices 2 hotdogs

zephyr?

thanks everyone! i'm ok. so far nearly half the people i've talked to about this said they had a friend or knew someone who had the same thing. it's not uncommon. it sounds scarier than it really is. i haven't had lunch yet, but i'll be having the lentil and squash curry soup i made yesterday, which rocks, and maybe i'll hunt down some sushi. i ate two big pieces of my homemade blueberry cheesecake on saturday night. last night i finished off the Monkey Wrench and even poured all over it the Mississippi Mud fudge sauce that i heated up. i weighed myself this morning and it turns out i've lost 3 lbs this week, which is miraculous, considering since last sunday also the truffles and chocolate covered cookies. 95% of the time i've had the opportunity to eat chocolate or sweets, over the last year, i chose to abstain. it's what i had to do to get to where i am now, but now that is all over for me. now i feel as if i am really tasting sweets for the first time and it's beyond words. it's highly experiential.

I am glad you are feeling better

i got up this morning and made biscuits. Ate 3-4 with butter and some homemade jelly. Then I snacked on the biscuits throughout the rest of the day. When I got into work this afternoon, I had a slice of sourdough bread and then later I had a coke and bag of pretzels. I really ned to eat something 'real' and substantial for dinner. Or... or.. I'll feel dumb for not eating right or something. Sara - where are you? you sound a LOT like another sara I've talked to on the web. Chances are, you're a completely different Sara than I'm thinking of, you just have some similar tastes. Confirm or deny?

deny.

bummer. dinner: Arby's dinner combo - chicken sandwich, curly fries, Mt. Dew and a handful of Hot Tamales candies to satisfy my sweet tooth.

IV saline, anesthesia, demerol, percoset, epinephrine, valium, motrin. in that order. for supper i'll be having vicodin.

did you have the surgery, sarah? are you feeling okay?

i did have surgery. they removed satan's severed head and most of my left ovary and sent it all over to pathology for testing. i'll find out monday or tuesday. they also dug around inside my uterus, and i think they did a D&C because they found endometriosis. it's hard to say. The doctor relayed information me to right after the surgery when i was still way out of it, so basically what it sounded like to me was, Wah wah wah ovary wah wahhhh wah wahhh wah tumor wah wah wah. </charlie brown's teacher> actually, the surgery was fine, but they fucked me up real bad in the recovery room. when i came to after surgery, everything was in slow motion because i was still dealing with anesthesia. i wasn't feeling well. my belly hurt and i felt groggy and dizzy, and maybe even like i might faint. i had to concentrate on my breathing. the nurse asked me how i felt. i told the truth; i told her i was in pain. she extrapolated or assumed that this meant i needed narcotics. i didn't, nor did i want drugs. i was groggy as fuck, confused, disoriented, and in pain, but DUH, i just had abdominal surgery... i expect that having pain is natural in this type of situation, and the pain was not unmanageable. before i could protest, she injected my IV with demerol. bad idea. i became even more dizzy and lightheaded. i was confused, groggy, and i had to try to concentrate even harder on breathing because i could tell i was about to faint. i looked at the monitor next to my head; it read that my heart rate was 33. now, your average person's heartrate is about 70. my average heart rate, however, is 40-42. i walked into the hospital with a heart rate of 40. yes, 33 might be dangerously low for post people, but most people are not as cardiovascularly fit as i am. also, my blood pressure was just fine, about 115/80 - which is actually a little high for me. my heart was still pushing plenty of blood at 33 beats per minute. but the nurse failed to check my chart to see that my regular heart rate is 40. she called the anesthesiologist and reported my 33. he told her to give me a drug, the name of which i cannot remember right now, but it ended in "itol". the drug is like epinephrine [also known as adrenaline], which is used to bring up the heart rate. when i was a kid, periodically i would have severe asthma attacks. once they gave me a shot of epinephrine to increase my heart rate and get oxygen around my body and i had a very bad reaction to it and passed out. it was awful. she told me she was going to give a drug to increase my heart rate and i knew right away this was Very Bad. in my groggy, confused, drugged up state, i tried to stop her from putting the "itol" drug in my IV. i told her the story about my reaction to epinephrine the best i could. she said, "but this isn't epinephrine, it's different, and we need to get your heart rate up, it's too low" and before i could say or do anything else, in went the drug. within seconds i had a siezure. my heart started pounding, my blood pressure shot up to 170/120, and all i could do was cry. i couldn't talk, i couldn't move, and i began breathing very very hard and irregularly. and they were like, "What's wrong?" because i was crying, but i couldn't say anything because i was having a siezure. "We can't help you, dear, if you don't tell us what's wrong. Your heart rate is only at 72 right now, that's perfectly normal." What i wanted to say but could not, was that 72 was not normal for me. What is normal for you is not necessarily normal for me, you dumb fucking bitch, now step away from my IV before I get out of this gourney and kill you. But i was having a siezure, so i couldn't say that. It took 2 hours before my blood pressure came down to 140/90. At that time, she asked me if i wanted more demerol. I couldn't talk, so i just shook my head. No thanks, bitch. Just step away from my IV, alright? I don't need anymore drugs. She asked me every 15 minutes and i kept refusing the demerol. So get this. Are you ready? Without telling me, she put valium into my i.v. and i passed out. As i was passing out, i thought that it was a post-traumatic reaction to having the siezure. I'll admit it felt great to be that relaxed for whatever reason. When I woke up from the valium, she told me she had given me valium so that i would calm down, and after i went to sleep she gave me more demerol. I am not making this up. Ironically, her giving me the valium was the most humane thing she could have done at that point. I was able to rest and relax after 3-4 hours of terror in the recovery room, and when I woke up I felt immeasurably better. I nearly felt lucid, but not quite. However, I was supposed to be in the recovery room for 1-2 hours at the most. I ended up in there for 5 hours or more. Eventually they sent me to a private room when my vital signs stabilized. When I got there, the new nurse asked me, "Do you need a percoset?" "I do not require any more narcotics. I'll take some ibuprofin and that will do just fine." But I'll tell you something - it's fucked. the minute you walk into a hospital, you are no longer in control of your own body. they don't listen to you; they do what they want or what they think is best and then they end up doing unnecessary damage. This is a perfect example of why health care costs are out of control. That entire ordeal cost my health care insurance provided a fuckload of money and it could have been avoided. I didn't need or want the first dose of demerol which was the trigger. Drugs drugs and more drugs. They sent me home with no less than 4 bottles of prescriptions. One is an estrogen, one of 800 mg of ibuprofin, one of 750 mg of vicodin, and one 5 mg of valium. After that whole ordeal, i made the nurse call my doctor and give the scrip for valium so that i could sleep, since at the time of my release from the hospital i had no intention of taking any vicodin. i still haven't taken any. i've prefered to manage the pain so far with ibuprofin and Ben and Jerry's. but last night i took 10 mg of valium and slept from 9:30 pm to 11:30 a.m. today, only waking up because my phone rang. i'll do the same in just a few minutes. good night everyone. thanks for your concern and good wishes, it means a lot. y'all stay healthy.

poor kid. glad you're doing all right. I know what you mean about "be no longer in control" when you walk into a hospital. i've been in enough of them that i started to just go zen and disassociate myself with my body. valium's great, though, ain't it? once when i was in rehab i had a pulmonary embolis - the blood in my legs became so congested they forced liquid into my lungs, filling them up. like trying to breathe through a pinhole etc. passed out. when i woke up i was in the icu with a tube shoved through my nose down down to my stomach (god knows why). finally some guy came in and said he was was going to pull the tube out, but first he was going to give me valium. i said, "don't make me take a pill with this tube in my throat." "nah," he said and pulled out a syringe. heaven, bliss, rapture while i lay there watching this guy standing over me like a longshoreman pulling that tube out through my nose.

Yes. hospitals scare the fuck out of me. especially now that i'm an addict in recovery. all that talk about vicodin, demoral and percocets was getting me seriously excited. If i was in your shoes i woulda been like "hell yeah i want some more demoral! shoot me up lady." and "manage the pain with ibuprofen" fuck that! i'd have swigged back 8 or 9 vicodins on the way home from the pharmacy with a quart of mickeys malt liquor. it's much better to try and stay healthy. hope your gut gets better Sarah. at least your hands are good. just a' typin away.

i've been in that "no control" situation too, its scary. I was talken to the emergency room for a severe migrain, the wife panicked and rushed me in. Two IVs, one drawing blood, the other pumping narcotics, each arm extended like the body of christ. usually my love for recreational use of narcotics would have taken over, however, the fact that i couldnt move, i was staring at the ceiling, I couldnt tell what people were doing around me, i heard cries, peeps in pain, people upset, i felt like passing out...all of this terrified the fuck out of me. All i wanted to do was go home......the loss of control is indeed a terrifying thing. speaking of loss of control, i saw on dateline last night a really neat story bout sleep paralysis.....apparently a small percentage of people, sometimes wake up, however one part of their brain is still in REM sleep mode, therefore your body can't move, your chest is barely breathing, considering your heart rate winds down in this mode... so patients often feel pressure on the chest, yet they are awake and aware..furtherrmore, and this is the kicker, your brain still being in partial sleep mode, you can see people and monsters and such, your dreams come to life, literally.... while wide awake, they appear as real as your nightstand........as terrifying as the patients said it was, i would like to experience this just once. sara im glad you are well

I had back surgery and spent 10 days in the hospital,the first night in traction.If I wasn't so afraid that I couldn't walk,I would have just stayed in bed in lala land.But I was afraid,so I forced myself to walk to the nursery from day one,I love babies.When I came home,I found out real quick that I could't lie in bed zonked out with kids climbing the walls,but I wanted to.

Well, I'm eating some frosted flakes and listening to Sky Cries Mary at the moment..but since I just got up, I think it's more like breakfast

I can remember the olden days when I got to sleep in... sigh.... Back in the teenage years... I'm eating chicken strips and a Sobe "Energy". And smoke. The air tastes funny out there.

i think i need to start a recipe corner for my website. i've been making these oatmeal pancakes, which are just out of this world delicious and easy to make and good for you. especially good for people who can't eat regular kind pancakes because wheat makes them ill. here it is: 1.5 cups old fashioned oats 1 tablespoon sugar 1 tablespoon brown sugar 1/2 teaspoon baking powder 1/2 teaspoon baking soda 3 egg whites 1 12oz can lowfat or nonfat evaporated milk 1 teaspoon vanilla extract 1/2 teaspoon coconut extract (optional) if you want to get serious about it, you can blend the oatmeal in a food processor to make it more like flour, but whole oats work too. in one bowl combine the top ingredients. in another bowl combine the bottom ingredients. pour the liquid bowl into the dry bowl and mix well. in a hot pan with a teeny bit of canola oil, dump 1/4 cup pancake stuff into a pan and cook until brown, then flip it over and cook the other side. serve with macadamia nut syrup (my preference) or whatever syrup you like. you can also put mangoes or blueberries on top and that is yummy too. one pancake is about 100 calories, unless you dump a shitload of syrup on it, then it's a lot more. if you eat it with Monkey Wrench on top, you're on your own with the calorie count.

ooops. i forgot to add: 1 tablespoon ground cinnamon to the top ingredients.

Yum. It's good to see you're okay Sarah. : )

Yucky taco salad Yummy Jumbo Coke

cutting class. might as well eat lunch. nothing better to do.

i just read patrick's post - about sleep paralysis. i fucking do that. in fact, i did it this morning; i had a waking dream that i was lost in a giant hotel carrying all my wordly possesions, which i kept losing. finally when they were all gone i had to go on a desperate search for them. when i "woke up" my breathing was shallow and my chest felt constricted. this happens often. i just thought i was sick (ill). thanks patrick. i had a garlic burger with jalapenos and assorted raw vegetables for lunch.

Mavis. I'm here, on and off...I wish I could be here more. Life is, as usual, doubleplusunfun. I had I don't remember for lunch. I've been eating compulsively this last week or two. It's a really bad thing. I'm not even hungry in the slightest, and I just have to eat. I hope I'm not turning into one of those people that eats to feel good...

chicken and pork laulau, humongous salad, Chocolate Fudge Brownie ice cream, water.

blackened chicken breast, small chef salad, mineral water.

Ham sandwich with the works. Sobee Liz Fizz (or whatever the whitish pińa colada tasting stuff is) and a discussion about faith, spirits and basic beliefs in the park

a glob of macaroni and cheese, a glob of sauteed vegetables, and a Hi-C grape drink. i guess i was in the mood to eat things i didn't want to eat reorganization at work

When you're tired of Hi-C grape drink, you're tired of life. Speaking of tired, I had yogurt. Or a banana. Maybe you wanna count that ball of ramen cos that was about 6 hours after waking, a normal lunch-ish time.

I had a egg salad sandwich for lunch with aqua,the reverse osmosis kind,and the same for dinner

ramen and a double americano. bad lunch.

i had cough drops and a bag (hackkkkkK!!!!! argghh!) and a bag of doritos, the small bag, the oine with 5 chips and maybe a broken 1/4.....yummy

i don't eat lunch. i have a sanack in the morning and a two part dinner...i eat a sandwich at work and then a bagel at home... my parents get mad at me for not eating enough fruit.

I had three teaspoons of guac and I'm ready to face the world.

hrm. Yesterday lunch/dinner was a burrito at this great mexican restaurant. I'd never been to a bar around this area, but there was a cantina attached to this restaurant. I feel like humming the Star Wars theme whenever I hear the word "cantina." Today, a slice and a half of chocolate cake. Guac? How Dave. (maybe. still don't have a firm grasp on what "Dave" is. anything like spedoinkle?)

a gardenburger. on a cheese roll. i'm full. :burp:

a bit of roast beef & nothing else. except water.

Cheeseburger, tots & jumbo cola! The all american lunch

Chicken stromboli, tomato, peach, Tropicana Grovestand OJ.

More egg salad,water.Thank God I ate it all now.

words words words words money peppermint tea words words words words words words words words sanity

turkey breast, salad, 3 homemade cheesecake brownies.

I really want to see Canibal the Musical. my friend Jerry sent me a tape of songs from that movie and this one song - the trapper song? - makes me wet myself laughing. I've never seen the movie anywhere around here.

up and down, up and down. shortness of breath, acutely bloated, wicked constipation. even the magnesium citrate didn't help. will call medical professional in the morning. this blows major chunks. i just want to go surfing.

Oreo Cereal!!!!!!!!! (The handmade type...just take a bunch of oreos, break them up, put them in a bowl, pour in milk, and eat! huzzah!) And a cider doughnut.

I have returned, sort of. For now, at least. On my wonderful 6 hour bike excursion today, I stopped at a farm and got some water and about a half pint of raspberries...yum.

I had a couple of hotdogs with relish for lunch. Washed it all down with a nice, cold A&W. I drank my dinner tonight. I rode my bike to work and drank two cups of punch upon arrival. Then I drank most of a 24-oz cup of water. About an hour later, I had more punch - a cran-raspberry/sprite concoction that I make once in a while when I'm in the mood. Now, I'm getting a little bit hungry, but I can probably survive until I get off in a couple of hours - if not, I'll just down some more water. Silly thing is, as much as I'll want something to eat when I get home, I really shouldn't eat because I won't metabolize it before I go to bed... FYI - I'm 6'1"-ish and weigh 190 pounds, so it's not an anorexic thing. Just drank so much tonight that I wasn't hungry.

I love raspberries. Yum. I bought some the other day, and they hung out on antithesis' table for a night, and when I checked them the next day preparing to indulge in raspberry goodness, they were moldy. what the hell?

raspberries have to be fresh. for my first 20 years or so i never had a raspberry because we weren't a raspberry eating family, mainly because i never saw any in the store, so my only experience was artificial raspberry flavoring which i despized. that first fresh raspberry was a revelation. i don't know what they do with the raspberries now to keep them fresh until they get to your store, but you have an obligation to immediately give them a good home in your mouth, and not neglect them. same for blueberries. wish i could've gone to Ezzards Berry Farm this year, although the crop was probably not up to expectations...

when i was a kid in rhode island blueberries and raspberries grew wild everywhere. raspberries especially - they grow like a bastard. they're in the rose family, so they grow in bushes of thorny, tangled vines that out in vacant lots would get as big as volkswagens. in winter when all the berries and leaves fell off, they were known as "tricker bushes" - sooner or later every little kid, boys mostly, fell in one. they also made great "forts". there were also blackberries. and i can remember finding rose hips on one of the islands.

I used to have a garden, where I got fresh raspberries. And it's tradion to stop at a road-side stand on the way back from the city--the stand is near Boonville, and it's called gowan's yum. I know raspberries have to be fresh, but I foolishly thought the few left over might last overnight... Luckily, I had some Godiva raspberry chocolate truffle ice cream inthe fridge, so not all was lost.

homemade crab and salmon cakes with homemade yogurt/cucumber/wasabi sauce. garlic lentil salad. green tea. mocha brownie with peanut butter cheesecake icing. i need to write down these recipes.

When I lived in Alaska, my favorite fall activity was hiking up into a saddle between peaks and picking blueberries. Not only did you have some intensely beautiful scenery, you got the sensory-overload smell of fall and the taste of fresh berries to boot. What better way to spend an afternoon? Raspberries grew like crazy along the riverbanks there too - a nice treat while hiking along. Just make sure to leave some for the bears. While you're at it, make sure you make a LOT of noise so you don't surprise a snacking grizzly - a surprised bear is an unpleasant bear.

I had a chicken sandwich from the local BBQ joint. Shortly after that I had a blueberry sno-cone. Later, someone gave me half of a sugar-free brownie, which was really scary. Nasty stuff. I went to a nearby vending machine and got a real honest-to-god brownie, just to kill off the aftertaste.

lunch, believe it or not. bbq chicken and rice and potato from this korean place. Ate with brits and an australian. The girls sat at another table. by "potato" I mean a big fried piece of potato, kinda like what somebody might give you as a joke if you asked for a "large fry" then cookies and cake and three cups of coffee for tea. my exam went well and I was pleasantly surprised by my ability to mingle for a full hour with no ill effects.

mahi mahi, hard boiled egg, mayo, hot sauce, dill pickle, as in a fancy tuna salad. I'd just as soon have albacore tuna except the mahi mahi was a leftover. Tomato, salt and pepper to taste. Why is it that anyone finds a list of "what did you have for lunch?" interesting??? I dunno, but I keep reading it. Is it because the mundane is so unique? or are our lives so deadly tedious, exhausting, and repetitive that such a topic gives life to the ordinary and tasteless. Oh look! A pun!

I finally ahve a good one! no more ramen for me! *happy-ish* Isolde stole me away from my drab workaday existence and I got to experience the joy that is a portabello sandwich. I've had a portabello steak before, but the sandwich... wow. it was served like a hamburger, with onion and tomato on the side... really odd. but good. and some funky chicken-veggie soup.

peanut butter sandwich made with the ends of the bread grapes (starting to go bad) water chocolate flavored Soy-Um

I had lunch with antithesis--a huge plate of spinich salad with sundried tomatoes, candied pecans, and gorgonzola. YUMMY! YUM! YUM!

*shudder* we ate with one of her workmates, who ate a plate full of lettuce. Nothing else, as far as I could tell: just a plate of lettuce. Not even cut up lettuce. Just huge green leafs tossed down on the plate. This cost something like $6, too. I don't get it.

*shudder* we ate with one of her workmates, who ate a plate full of lettuce. Nothing else, as far as I could tell: just a plate of lettuce. Not even cut up lettuce. Just huge green leafs tossed down on the plate. This cost something like $6, too. I don't get it.

Translation: We ate with a girl from my work, who ordered a caeser salad, but she asked them to hold the croutons. Said salad is actually very good--the resturant where we ate has really good food, and I've eaten the caeser before. Unfortunately, antithesis likes his food to watch him while he eats, so he can't conceive of a meal that doesn't spurt blood when you press the fork down.

I had some instant oatmeal. There really wasn't anything else worth eating, and I kinda just hadn't had oatmeal for a LONG time. 2 Packs of them. For din I'm gonna have rice, soy, and "general tso's chicken"...that's a quality meal. Chinese restaurants always taste different. I mean, like one dish will always taste different from restaurant to restaurant. I stopped getting sweet and sour chicken because the one near me sucks for that, but rules for any beef dishes and their General Tso's is quite scrumpcious.' I need some more raspberries. BAAAD. there's a really nice orchard type place near me that has big fields of "Pick your own" stuff. I used to go their with my friend and just walk around, picking some and putting them in the basket and then eating the rest.

Raspberries. *dreamyeyed*

Hey Sarah, I found some of your favorite at Wild Oats tonight, and after tuna, eel, and tofu/miscellaneous sushi and sashimi with my son and his friends, (I bought, they let me eat some), I surreptitously took out of his refrigerator...the slightly melting pint of the infamous Chunkey Monkey ... home, where it awaits my pleasure in just a few pixelated moments. Sorry I can't figure out a way to send you some...it might deteriorate even more if I would send it to you... even before it left the mainland...so I guess I will have to eat it for you...the whole thing...and I am in a sharing mood, too dadgummit!

had dinner with my grandparents. an egg salad sandwich, deviled eggs, salad and a big frosty glass of chocolate banana milkshake. i won't need any more substantial food for the rest of the week. but i have quite a few days off coming up (so have my parents) and they'll make sure i eat lots of chicken. i think i'll buy ice cream for my dinner at work tomorrow. at least that way i won't be overly full.

I had left over pizza,it was good.

Daniel, i went to the grocery today after Yet Another Doctor Appointment and i bought pear cognac. not just to drink, but to add to the pear and cranberry pie with pecan crumble crust that i'm going to bake. after i bake the bundt cake. i stopped by the salvation army to get the bundt cake pan because by god what garage sale and salvation army does not have a bundt cake pan for sale? it's almost always an old wedding present, because people don't actually bake bundt cakes, unless you're me. did you know that Bundt used to be a trademark? i found that out when i looked up bundt in the dictionary. i found the cake pan right away, it cost 60 cents. i also bought a tupperware container for 90 cents. anyway, at the grocery i also bought pomegranate champagne vinegar, a bottle of petite syrah and a bottle of bull's blood, and i copied down the exact ingredients from a jar of artichoke tapenade, which i will make from scratch and will definitely taste better than whatever was in the 4oz jar they were selling for $6.99. it will be good in scrambled eggs or mixed in with goat cheese and spread on rye toast points. before i left the store i shopped for some other stuff and of course stopped in the ice cream section where lo and behold i found a pint of chunky monkey. a moment of insanity overtook me, though, as i mentally reviewed the current contents of my refrigerator. 1 pint Cherry Garcia, 1 pint Chocolate Fudge Brownie, 1 homemade lilikoi cheesecake, 1/2 pan of leftover homemade mocha fudge brownies with peanut butter creamcheese swirl. i regret now not buying the Chunky Monkey for what the fuck no reason at all, but i can go back tomorrow. there were plenty in stock. thanks for thinking of me, and i wish i could share that particular pint with you. i called the human resources department at my place of employment today and told them i'm taking a medical leave of absence and the earliest i'll be back is September 1st. today, after the morning doctor's appointment (because the belly button infection suddenly and rapidly reappeared and i can't help but think this is a sign of the universe telling me to cut the fucking self-involved navelgazing already) and grocery shopping, i slept from 1-4:30 p.m. after getting 9 hours of sleep last night. after the nap i got up and did gardening, planting broccoli and more beets, pulling weeds, etc., while the chicken roasted slowly on the little webber under the lanai. i sat and drank pineapple iced tea. after a walk tonight i'll begin the pie crust. when i go back to work on September 1st i'm going to give my one month's notice. i'm not superwoman and i don't buy into the soulessness of working for the Lochness Monster of Capitalism, of being considered a worthless lazy slacker if you don't work 50-60 hours a week and make your job your life. it's nice not to have to worry about money, but i don't care about that anymore. so, it shouldn't take me longer than one month to finish the job they hired me to do, so i can leave with a clean conscience. by that time i'll have a solid outline done of the book i'm going to write and for which i have already begun the proposal development process with a literary agent with whom i've signed a contract. no more souless work and no more excuses and definitely no more fear. this whole experience has given me the gift of feeling nearly entirely fearless (which is a little bit dumber than being courageous, but i'll take it). from now on, it's all about writing, and no matter what many may say or think, something i write will make a difference to someone in this world.

oh, and my blood pressure was 90/60 this morning, with a heart rate of 46. i've lost 6 pounds since surgery. probably most of that was loss of fluid that was being retained in my abdominal cavity. but in reality, i don't want to lose any more weight at this point. if i lose even five more pounds i'm going to look sickly and my tits will disappear. ' plus, Lavernis told me i better keep my booty or he'll be disappointed.

it was toonie tuesday at KFC today. I knew I wanted to say this when I came here, but it just looks stupid when I have to follow Sarah. (I'm glad you're okay/good Sarah.)

good good sarah. quit that job and write. i'm so happy for you.

I just had a chocolate doughnut.

happy for you sarah. have fun!

I am the muffin man. Today's muffin, at first glance, appeared to be a chocolate chip muffin. I was pleasantly surprised to discover that it was, in reality, a cinnamon raisin muffin. I made the mistake of grabbing a variety pack of muffins, so I feel obligated to eat the ones I don't like a lot.

at midnight last night i made pineapple oatmeal muffins. i'm about to roll out the pie dough. i haven't had lunch yet, but i'm thinking leftover bbq chicken and some salad. and as much Chunky Monkey as my tummy can handle. ya see... it was fate. after a short meeting with Faith, my landlord, i went back to the store this morning to get the Chunky Monkey that, in a moment of delusion, i failed to purchase yesterday. when i got to the freezer section, what did i discover? [get this] it went on sale this morning. two pints for $4.99. it was MEANT TO BE!! naturally, i bought two pints. in my excitement, however, i forgot to get the jar of peanut butter.

I had an interesting lunch break. I went home (I usually go out for lunch) and found that my boyfriend was there, having been let off work early. My lunch break turned into a sex break. Afterward, he handfed me pieces of fruit dipped in hot chocolate sauce while I lay naked in bed. But I did get hungry afterward, fruit notwithstanding. So I picked up a roast chicken club sandwich at Arby's on my way back to work.

I had four croissants. One had almond paste stuffed in it, and was covered with glazed almonds. One had chocolate stuffed in it, and was covered with chocolate glaze. 2 were miniature croissants, cut in half and filled with tomatos, meats, and cheeses. I love my Safeway pre-packaged foods. *yum* OOoooh... Arby's GOOD... that's it. road trip to Arby's. I think there's one near San Francisco somewhere?

I became a vegan, and am now sitting at Antitheis' computer eating penne with mushrooms and garlic cooked in olive oil. I'm gonna miss ice cream. And, of course, the more pressing matter is: do vegans swallow?

I think ethically the answer would have to be no! I took my sister out for lunch for her birthday (actually her birthday is on Monday, but I'm off work today, and we just wouldn't have enough time on Monday). We went to Browsers, which is a garden centre / cafe. All the outdoor tables were taken, because despite the 5 deg C frost this morning (or because of it) we have a lovely sunny day today. Anyway, by the time we lined up and ordered, a table cleared in the temporary conservatory they have rigged up with clear polythene to let the sun it and keep what wind there is out. I had a sesame bagel with herby cream cheese, lettuce, smoked salmon, gherkin, capers and mayo. Yum. My sister had a chicken salad with croutons and grapes and stuff. To finish we shared a piece of carrot cake with yoghurt and cinnamon on the side. For her birthday, i gave her a framed 8x10 enlargement of the sunrise photo Glenn took outside our hotel room at Hoi An when we were in Vietnam in June. What the fuck is in chunky monkey? it sounds way to close to any number of slang terms for vomit to be in the least bit appealing!

Vermont's finest banana ice cream with fudge chunks and walnuts, 310 calories times four servings per pint, 19 g fat times four servings per pint, 55 mg cholesterol times four servings per pint, 24 g sugar and 31 carbs times four servings per pint. Another way to look at Chunky Monkey is ... cream, skim milk, liquid sugar, water, sugar, bananas, walnuts, egg yolks, coconut oil, dextrose, cocoa, cocoa processed with alkali) concentrated lemopn juice, butter oil, guar gum, natural flavors, soya lethicin, vanilla extract, carrageenan. Shit, and Ben and Jerry have the udder audacity to advertise they oppose recombinant bovine growth hormone. So everything but THAT is in it. Windy here tonight, very windy.

hey, there's no methylisothiazolinon in it. But really, everything in that list is only a few steps away from something that grows. As for me, cheez-its and jolt.

i broke down today and ate gummy bears during my break. they were good, but i din't need to eat gelatin. yuck. tomorrow's my dad's birthday. i need to make up a funny rhyme for the card.

MMmm Guar Gum. Gwar Gum. Gwar!!!

Sex-i-cu-tion-er! Na na Na NaNa na Na Na NA! Bring on the Limitless Sex! Today I had picnic buffet lunch outside with the other people in my organization (Directorate of Training and Mobilization). This included the pasta salad i made all by myself (from Mavis' recipe), coleslaw, hot black beans, chips, crackers, some sort of noodle casserole, a donut and a piece of cake. Plus water, and two pops. Then i played tug -o-war. Speaking of Vegans: The vegans should find this amusing. I was watching Headline News with Lynne Russell ( the bad-ass Mamma Jamma herself), and she related how McDonald's is ordering all its egg suppliers to give ther hens bigger cages and better feed. McDonalds has also "cracked down" on other animal product suppliers to, as Lynne put it, "treat the animals more humanely...before they are killed!" (emphasis hers)

2 heaping bowls of macaroni and cheese lemon iced tea snapple popcorn ginger ale pixie stix maple and brown sugar instant oatmeal

gelatin is high in protein.

dinner last night: bbq steak, barbecued veggies, salad, slice of pear and cranberry pie with pecan crumble topping (also used sheila's crust recipe) breakfast: chicken thigh and leg homemade carrot oat bran muffin* more pie lunch: thinking about clams and salad and definitely more pie or at least the final mocha/peanut butter brownie. i haven't touched the Chunky Monkey yet. it seems suddenly i've developed a fearful respect for its power. it's got to be just the right moment. i can't believe i haven't gained a pound yet. this is weird. * muffins 1 cup flour (whole wheat pref) 3/4 cup oat bran 2 tea baking powder 1/2 tea baking soda 1/4 tea salt 1 tea cinnamon 1/2 tea nutmeg (optional) 1 egg + 1 egg white, beaten 1/4 cup packed brown sugar 1-2 tbs molasses 1 tbs honey 1/2 cup milk or buttermilk 1 tbs canola oil 1 cup shredded carrots 3/4 cup crushed pineapple, drained nuts optional mix all that crap together in a big bowl with a fork and pour into muffin pan, filling it up to the top. bake for 20 minutes, or until they turn dark brown, at 400 degrees. if you don't use molasses or honey, you might consider upping the brown sugar to 1/3 cup so the muffins don't taste like crap. these muffins taste good and if you're in need of such a thing, they do a better job than a box of exlax.

last night we went to the oldest resturaunt/bar in hollywood, Musso and Franks, since 1919. I had my aforementioned whisky, but i was kinda of on a budget, so while the wife enjoyed her halibut, i had a veggie plate consisiting of a salad, mashed taters and freshgreen beans (al dente i might add but still tasty) today for lunch i had onion rings and a soda

MONKEY WRENCH!!! I don't know when this happened, but there is suddenly Monkey Wrench in my freezer. WOW. HOLY SYNCHRONICITY!!! ACK!! I can't take it anymore, god. I give up. Okay. I was about to blame Isolde for being awesome and buying Monkey Wrench for me and leaving it in the freezer, even though she doesn't eat ice cream anymore now that she's "vegan." I was about to type her name, when she walks in the door. That's totally weird; I usually don't see her for another two hours... and she was only stopping by to tell me that I won't be seeing her later. And this is totally the wrong thread for me to be posting about synchronicity and Monkey Wrench. BUT... she informed me that she DID NOT buy the Monkey Wrench. Sometime, during the last week, my roommate, who probably would say "gesundheit" if I said "sorabji?", bought some god-damned money-fuckin'-wrench ice cream. JONESY: If you are really a closet sorabjite, and you're hiding from me, well, then, it's time to come out of the closet, man. I'm going to sit here and eat your ice cream until you 'fess up.

Today, food: Lunch, 12:32pm: stole a seasoned fry off Rhea's plate at Denny's. I asked the waiter if they were vegan first. Snack, 4:48pm: a heaping bowl of lemon sherbet. YUM! I mean, all it is is lemon and water, but...yum. And...later...I have a big pot of lentil soup with potatoes, broccoli, mushrooms, and onions simmering on the stove.

I went home and cooked for my roommate. The 15-year-old one. He likes it when I cook for him, but I'm not exactly a gourmet chef. In fact, I can barely boil water. But I did manage to whip up some extra-spicy chicken breasts stuffed with 3 different types of cheese, a bit of a salad and some other assorted yummies. Then I sat with kiddo and talked. He's so damn awesome. A wonderful person and a perfect lunchmate. Then I ran back to work, got hungry later, and ended up eating something I haven't had in years......a pimento cheese sandwich. Probably the work of the devil, but it was passable. Especially when washed down with a can of Yoo-Hoo.

How are things going with the boy?

Ok. I should have let the lentils cook more. Now I'm farting every which way. Shit. Anitthesis will never love me now. Especially since I have a puddle of kitty-drool on my foot. (You should see the expression on Silver Bell's face as I'm typing this. It's the "that drool is sooooooooooo not mine expression.")

i miss mimsi.

more oreo cereal raisin bran I have an INSANE craving for soda right now...

Sliced Ham,and Beef, smtohered in BBQ sauce on a Poppy Seed Kaiser Roll, with baked beans, potatoe wedges, and a JUMBO COCA-COLA!

Wendy's, two cheese burgers and fries, lemonade

Today: Food. Breakfast: 7:32am: water. Lunch: 3:24pm: two samosos and mango sauce Dinner: 9:07pm: yummy vegan lentils/tea.

burger king (2 cheeseburgers, small dr pepper) guarana and dextrose enhanced "energy" gum I found in the basement.

Today: food: breakfast, 11:32am: salt and vinegar potato chips, tea. Lunch, 12:47pm: ramen, tea Snack, 1:02pm: tea, more potato chips.

i never eat breakfast. everything i have to do during the course of the day in summertime I do early in the morning time or late at night. lunch: mashed up about a cup of black-eyed peas (i had made a pot over the weekend). sauteed chopped onions & garlic in a pan till soft, then mixed in the mashed b-e peas. mixed in cumin. let flavors blend in pan. lightly oiled a large, non-pocket, plate-size pita bread and put it on a pan. covered it with bean mixture. doused it heavily with louisiana hot sauce. covered it all with shredded cheddar and popped it into the oven till it all melted. ate it like a pizza. with a coke.

I didn't used to eat anything for breakfast, and then I started eating a few hours after I woke up and calling it breakfast.

i suppose that the first thing that you eat after you wake up, no matter how long after, counts as breakfast. in my heart, though, i feel that i am avoiding breakfast. my stomach won't accept food for several hours after waking, and if i do eat i feel sluggish. and it ain't just me - a friend of mine (the bart in some of my stories) was like that, too.

I'm the same way. I hate lunging out of bed and eating. It makes me feel ill most of the time.

I'm a dead man f I don't get breakfast. I wake up hungry. Which is good, beasue it means I'm eating somewhat close to right. Not entirely right, of course, but close. I worked right through lunch today. I get pretty monomaniacal when I'm researching in an archive.

i ate a can of tuna and some salad for lunch, followed by chocolate pie with chunky monkey.

oh, and breakfast kicks ass.

I made huckleberry pancakes for breakfast. MMmmm. No syrup or butter. Ate them with my hands. Fresh huckleberries kick ass. Drinkin' Breakfast Tea.

peanut butter and blackberry jam sandwich the very last of the pasta salad i made a week ago. water. When did I start eating better? No pop, no little debbies...

Puke, at least that is what it tasted like. Oh, and a jumbo coca-cola

Today: Food: Lunch: 11:48am: some vegetables, crackers, hummus, fruit juice, a cookie. Snack: 3:20pm: More of those yummy chips.

banana, 20 ounce Mr. Pibb, box cookies vanilla creme, second box vanilla creme cookies, garbage pizza from the hoapital cafeteria, chocolate freeze, mahi mahi and boiled egg, with mayo on sourdough, cheese, more egg salad. Not enough water. No ice cream, no chocolate Skor bars, but there's brie in the frig, just calling my name.

Daniel are you pregnant? I thought you were saving yourself for me. And what is mahi mahi?

A kind of tuna I think.

i had strawberry lemonade. and ice cubes.

Mahi Mahi is flipper.......

Mahi mahi is not dolphin the mammal, it's dolphin the fish, also called dorado and pompano. Kind of blueish green, with a large rounded head that slopes back into a streamlined body and has a large, sail-like dorsal fin. I think they get them around Florida. Awesome eating.

I puked so much last night, I guess I should eat something. But, the ever-troubling dilemma--what?

How about some mahi mahi?

*pukes*

Sorry

I had 2 nasty pieces of pepperoni pizza washed down with Coke. I've got to start drinking more water. I drink probably 8-9 cups of coffee a day plus cokes and I usually have a couple of cold ones at night. I think I'm partially dehydrated. Weird how you can drink liquids but they actually dry you out more than not drinking those liquids at all. Water water everywhere nor any drop to drink.

I only drink cokes and tea.... For lunch today I had: beef fajita strips, onions, tomatoes, cheese, and peppers folded in a tomatoe tortilla, grilled, served with beans and nachos. And a JUMBO COCA-COLA

Caffiene is a diuretic (sp?). Besides that, your baody ends up taking water out of you in order to filter the impurites in pop and what not out of your body. So, even if you just drink a few cups of coffee, you really should be having extra cups of water to go with them. SOmething I've been neglecting lately, but I keep forgetting to bring my water jug home from work so I can wash it, and I can't drink from it til then, it's gross. Quel dilemma!

I ate, puked again. I've given up on this whole food thing.

mahi mahi is a very soft, buttery delicious ocean white fish. yesterday was my final day off the wagon. as of today i am back to being the Health and Nutrition Warrior. i had a romantic dream two nights ago about my trainer. we didn't have sex, we just slow danced to Otis Redding. it was really sweet, but i took it as a sign that i need to get it together again. unfortunately i only gained one lousy goddammed pound in the last 20 days, which means i could have eaten even *more* crap and gotten away with it. argh. so i took a banana walnut bread, apricot cheecake oatmeal bars, and entire chocolate pie, 3 carrot pineapple muffins, 2 pumpkin cranberry muffins, two pints of ice cream, and a half frozen leftover cheesecake down to my friend matt's house yesterday. i felt like little red riding hood. "Here ya go!" I said, "I've brought you a bag full of poison! Enjoy!" this morning for breakfast i ate 1 egg and 3 egg white scrambled with bean sprouts and 1 red plum and two cups of coffee. lunch will be a heap of chicken and a heap of salad [tomato and all greens from my garden]. dinner will be 2 grilled ahi steaks and stir fry. but now i have to go back to work. this seriously blows.

Iso, for chrissakes, why are you puking? cut that out.

I never thought that something would be so emotionally painful that it would make you sick. Well, I was wrong.

Mahi mahi is most excellent deliciooussss fishhsussss. So you think I am saving myself, you guessed it; AND it is most highly doubtful I could ever be pregnant. But I could hide it well. Keller is here tomorrow night; they's giving free tickets away, and BOTH my boys are going to see him, and I am not. This truly is unfair. But at least I don't hav e to pay their way. My oldest went to Keller's birthday bash here last ? winter spring I dunno and I was SUPPOsed to get a tape of the performance from the guys at the head shop. Oh well. I guess I wasn't buying enough ;} I thought one must ingest pickles and Chunky Monkey for pregnancy. I am confused. And I thought the Cat was a-hankering after one happily married photographer last I checked...saving myself indeed. Oh... "it ain't crazy, baby, when you're following your dream....you don't know which way it is that you want to go...you"ll find find your answer in the clouds..." "people always telling you the right road to take...they always telling you it's your road to make...relax, enjoy the ride...cuz the more the road it takes you... the more it makes you feel inside...." (Acoustic Hooka) Takes me to the refrigerator. Finds the answer in Hank's frozen chocolate turtle cheesecake. Fine antidotes to excessive chigger bites and possibly poison oak. And helps the empty in-box (whine).

i met Keller in California last month. nice guy, easy to talk to. wants to play hawaii next year. that boy can handle an axe! i could follow him around for a while, no problem. i fell in love in the porta potty line in the parking lot of some show she was dancing 'round she was clutchin' herself she was waitin' for her turn to go Daniel, i have plenty of his live stuff on disc. i could make you copies sometime this decade if you would like it.

Nah, I'm not a-hankering after a married photographer...I just like him from afar and in innocent ways. And he's damn fun to flirt with, probably because he's taken and therefore poses no risk. Or maybe just because he's damn fun. However, if you're talking about a certain single geek...weeeeelll...(censored to protect the innocent)

The innocent want to know.

please hanker me

for lunch???? grilled cheese on white bread, french fries, and a JUMBO COCA-COLA

Since you're obviously going to keep on going until somebody notices, why do you always have a jumbo fucking coca fucking cola?

be nice , and who are you tired? your posts resonate a familiar tone

Sarah, I'd gladly pay you in the next decade for any discs you would send to me in this. Send me the particulars, the costs, the trade offs, and the amount of ice cream per disc. How's your tummy tuck post alien removal doing? One might suggest that if the patient is well enough to surf, the patient is well enough for many things...medical leave not withstanding. Hope you are healing well and whole.

Acoustic FUCKING hooka!!!??? how much spam i recieved from those fuckers!!! where the fuck are you from Daniel ssssssss ???????

I'm fucking here! I haven't eaten since Friday, the night I left! BUT I'M HERE! Vermont! HOLY SHIYT!

Watch out Vermont! Eat something, then tell us all about it...where are you staying? Are you lonely? Are you OK? Eat something immediately. In case you didn't catch that...EAT...NOW!

I'm very lonely. I had a salad. Saw a cute boy, too. I must be recovering. Although I feel a twinge as I write that. Maybe I'm trying to pretend I'm recovering?

watch for the vermonites; they're crabby old ducks. Ya gotta be third generation vermonteers to be accpeted. It takes two generations just to bt talked to. And if yur only a first generation, they hardly notice. But it's a nice place and got nice rocks. Where are you anyway? If close to Middlebury, drive up to the Bread Loaf campus past Ripton. If not, then try to get there this fall when the colors are out. Lake Champlain rocks. Glad you made it safely.

Oh and to the acousticfuckinghooka persona: I am in St. Louis Missouri USA, home of the blues, Muddy Waters, the guitar museum and the dog museum, one of the best and always free zoological parks in the world, and Chuck Berry's famous Southern Aire Restaurant, where there's holes in between the restrooms, and lots of cameras... and I was simply listening to a local FM station's cut of Acoustic Hooka, probably spun by cocaine addicted disc jockeys whom I've had in treatment. On Fridays they do some ska and a long Dead Hour too. What was the spam about? Bitch if you're vegan. Well, I've only had one of the dj's in treatment. It's a volunteer run station and commercial free, like the radio and the internet should be. Enough political input. Actually, in answer to "where I'm from," I'd have to admit New York State originally. Been in the Great Midwaste for a long time though.

I'm up around Bennington, actually. I really have no idea of where I'm going to end up. I'm just kind of here. The leaves are starting to turn. Very pretty.

muddy waters is from mississippi, not missouri.

The bar Muddy Waters, the river Muddy Waters, and the guy who plays at the Muddy Waters is called Muddy Waters. Like I am from NY but I am in MO. Bennington is nice I guess.

*grabbing my wine bottle, putting my arm around daniel, and singing* muddy waters (a mississippi moan) dixie moonlight, swanee shore headed homebound just once more to my mississippi delta home southland has that grand garden spot although you believe or not i hear those breeze a-whispering: "come back to me". muddy waters 'round my feet muddy waters in the street just god don't shelter down in the delta muddy water in my shoes reeling and rocking to some lowdown blues

Amen brother, amen!

I want to hear about the Dog Museum. For lunch I had 1.5 tomato sandwiches with tomatoes from my Mom's garden which kicked tomato butt. Also strawberries, a lemon merengue chips and peach salsa. Iced tea, which I need more of. Caffienated drinks are my best friend.

it's enough to make you wanna chew your own foot off I'm in love with strawberry lemonade. I would crawl to the ends of the earth for half a glass. honest to pete.

I ate something wierd and gross. No cute boy. Damn.

plain turkey sandwich, at the urging of my mom,who always gets turkey in massive amounts and wants me to eat all of it. Then, after going through stuff that we can sell in the garage sale, I had a bowl of Kemp's Bear Tracks ice cream. Just recently I had a piece of cold free-range BBQ chicken. Feels like a forage day.

A slice of sausage pizza. Ginger ale. Ice. I think I lost 2-3 pounds today from sweating like a siberian whore in nigeria. Hmm....I'm hungry again...what to eat? Oh, yeah, my dad hates me for liking sorabji and this board and you people...he thinks you're losers. I told him to bugger off.

Tell your Dad he's right.

i am glum. Dinner Lady, obviously, I wasn't around long ago when you used to post here previously, so I don't know what to think of you... but, in all seriousness, BLAH!

i am about to stir fry some veggies. i need another boy to eat. mine's defective: he thinks i'm a doormat.

BLAH to you too! I didn't know if sarcasm could be detected in typing. Well there was supposed to be sarcasm you see.

I was tired. Gimme a break.

chicken ceasar salad, no croutons, and spicy au poke. water.

korean style mussel poke, lentil and salmon salad, collard greens from my garden, water.

Honest, dog museum. There's also a big experimental farm underwritten by Ralston Purina too. I think the doggie museum is in part underwritten by them, but I am not sure. It's actually a cool place in the unlikely context of a swanky county park. I've been toi the park, but never to the museum. Most of the venues in St. Louis are free--even the great zoo and art museum. But the dog museum one pays a slight admission and given the variety of the the freebies, I've not gone. But, boow wow, I might. Ralston's farms are pretty cool, and somehat barky on the days I was present: for the Spot Savers show, sponsored by Dalmation PureBredd Dog Rescue. I used to belong to this rescue. Now my pets are deer in the yard, and a turtle in the raspberry bushes. Yeah, a griffin in the front yard spitting water, but he's not hooked up yet. Dinner: pink heart shaped noodles and green tree shaped (left over from Christmas several years ago, a gift to my gf from her brother, but still tasty after this long), crab and white fish, Newman's balsamic dressing, garlic salt.

What is poke, Sarah?

I got to go home and have lunch with my wife, so i had a ham, turkey and american cheese sandwich on potatoe bread, a snack pack of maderine oranges and a can of coca-cola

Kosher sushi (maki and california rolls with, ughhh, smoked salmon) and Pepsi.

Love california rolls. People who call sushi raw fish are silly, that is kimshi, ewwwww

No, sashimi is uncooked or barely cooked fish (such as mackeral or any oily fish) -- kimchi is Korean pickled cabbage.

both are nasty, that is all i know......

People who call sashimi "kimshi" are silly.

people who eat sashimi and kimshi are silly.

kimchi is a korean food - spicy pickled cabbage, mostly. sushi is a style of japanese food that sometimes includes raw fish, sometimes cooked fish, sometimes rolled in seaweed, sometimes not. sashimi is raw marinated (ocean) fish. a lot of times the fish will be aku, swordfish, or yellowfin. sometimes red ocean mackerel. poke is a way of seasoning raw fish or cooked seafood. it includes shoyu, sugar, fish sauce, seaweed (not the dry flattened sushi seaweed, but real chopped up fresh or pickled or sauteed seaweed), green onion, and hot pepper seasoning. sometimes garlic. my favorite poke is raw ahi (yellowfin) or aku poke. korean mussel poke is cooked and has a hint of kimchee flavor. i also like tako poke and plain seaweek poke, though i can only eat a little bit of it if it's really salty.

yesterday i stumbled upon egusi seeds for sale at a market just a few blocks from my office so i went home after work and made egusi stew* which i ate for lunch. btw, my favorite (affordable) restaurant in town serves garlic fried tofu poke as well as the very best raw ahi poke ever. extra extra seaweed. * Egusi Stew 1/2 - 1 cup egusi seeds (or pumpkin seeds will work if you can find egusi seeds) 1 pound cubed stew beef 2-3 tbs canola oil 2-3 cloves crushed garlic 2 large tomatoes, chopped up 1 small onion, chopped up 1-2 hot chili peppers [or 1 tsp chili pepper seasoning or a pinch of habenero sauce or spice] 1 16oz can tomato sauce 3 tbs tomato paste 1 cup water 1 can vegetable broth 2 cans crab meat, shrimp, or one pound cooked fish of your choice 1 pound fresh spinach, washed and chopped up blend egusi seeds into a powder and set aside. saute beef in oil, salt, pepper, and garlic in a large pot on medium-high heat for 5 minutes until brown but not cooked all the way through. reduce heat. add tomatoes, onions, and pepper to the beef. cover and cook for 20 minutes. add tomato sauce, water, broth, and fish. simmer on low for 5-10 minutes. add spinach and ground egusi seeds and simmer another 10 minutes. serve it up hot.

kimchi is disgusting. my dad likes to eat it with pickled pigs feet. i just ate a teriyaki chicken cup o noodles and a sundried tomato bagel. yum. i have a happy stomach.

*pukes*

Maybe it is just because I have only had California Rolls, and I am certainly not Asian, but to my experience, sushi has nothing to do with fish, but rather rice and carrots and other veggies, sometimes shrimp, rolled in sea weed

I miss sushi. I mean, I have to make it with tofu, since I'm a vegan. But I can't find any of the fixings here anyway, so it's a moot point.

Sushi/sashimi is God's food. Sarah, I'm not so sure that sashimi is marinated, I mean it can be, but the cuts I get are always just plain fish.

sushi is disgusting, all the way around, seafood in general makes me hurl. It stinks, it's often chewy with weird textures, and looks horrible. trace, I would suggest you haven't had sushi in KC.......where ever you get sushi, look behind the sushi bar, you can look for certain certifications........i forget the standard sushi chef certification symbol, however if you see a stuffed blowfish with it's spikes extended, you know the chef is badass as he is qualified to prepare (insert fish name) which is very poisonous, if not prepared just right can kill you.

Hey, have you ever taken a good look at a chicken leg? the viens and muscles in that thing, or how about a turkey leg. Now, I love lobster, but if they forget to take the shit line out of the tail, forget it.

i don't handle poultry prior to cooking, I don't eat dark meat either. I rarely pick food off a bone.

I don't eat meat period. That solves all these problems.

Doug, you're right. sashimi traditionally isn't marinated... but a lot of the stuff i get in restaurants here has been flash seared in a pan with light seasoning on the outside or is served with some kind of seasoning. but yeah, regular ol' sashimi is just raw fish. YUM! pure protein baby. yesterday i ordered a bottle of creatine.

fugu is the fish you're looking for Patrick. If you guys are scared of uncooked fish, may I suggest you try ceviche? It's uncooked fish which is "cooked" in citrus juice, served cold. South American, originally from Peru I think. Awesome.

Today was departmental meeting, so kosher Italian. Not bad actually. Eggplant lasagne, salad, and garlic knots you could smell in the next building.

sliced bbq brisket sandwich on a kaiser roll, baked beans, 3 onion rings, and a jumbo Coca-Cola

how is it "cooked" and uncooked? Does the citrus juice do something to it that is similar to cooking?

what the hell kind of citrus is that? Maybe that is why Sunny Delight always makes me so sick...

Yes, the acid in the citrus cooks it. Traditionally, they use lime juice, but also lemon, orange and grapefruit are used for taste.

by "cooking" though you mean "killing bacteria" and "adding flavor". it's still raw fish.

Water and pretzels in study hall burger king and an oreo and some apple pie and hi-c and all kinds of other food for lunch at home goldfish for mid-essay snack

Nah the citrus really does "cook" the fish. There's a polynesian dish using limes which is just bloody awesome. The fish is so tender and melt-in-your-mouth.

i watched a special on the artic a few days ago. they were eating raw seal. i like the pickled ginger and wasabi that they serve with sushi. today i ate a pint of lo-fat cherry garcia.

hmmm. i put lemon juice on my leftover green salads and fruit salads. to preserve them and keep them from wilting. but the lemon doesn't seem to "cook" my salads.

i had two lunches today. at noon i ate about 5 oz of steak, a cup of salmon and lentil salad*, and tossed spinach and lettuce salad with homemade wasabi lime dressing. at 2 pm i ate a huge turkey and broccoli salad with tomatoes, olives, onions, and bean srouts. * Salmon & Lentil Salad 2 cups cooked lentils (not overcooked) 1 15oz can red salmon or 1 lb. fresh cooked salmon, flaked 2-3 celery stalks, sliced thinly 1 cup purple cabbage, chopped 1 green bell pepper, diced 1 red bell pepper, diced 1/2 cup green onions, chopped 1/4 or 1/3 cup cilantro (chinese parsley), chopped up finely 2-3 spicy red peppers, diced (optional) Mix all that crap together in a big bowl. Then make the dressing. Dressing: 1/3 cup olive oil 1/3 cup wine vinegar 5 cloves crushed garlic 2 tbs oregeno 2 tbs dill weed 2 tbs dried chili pepper flakes 1 tsp salt dash of hot sauce, if desired Let the spices soak in the oil and vinegar for about 5 minutes and then pour it all over the salad. Mix well and eat it up. LOSE WEIGHT NOW ASK ME HOW

i'm going to go eat some salmon.

CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! YOU BETTER KEEP UP!

A massive bowl of oreo cereal.

bagel with homemade butter, breakfast burrito. coffee. then some blue corn chips. now what?

Vegan Waffle!

oreo cereal is so much worse than oreos. unless you were the guy for whom "oreo cereal" means a big bowl of oreos with milk. In which case I've gotta try that.

Yeah, I'm the very one. Handmade goodness. Break up a whole bag into a big mixing bowl. Add milk. Eat. Enjoy.

leftover Domino's pizza know what? it wasn't bad. thin crust. not too soggy even out of the microwave. somewhere in my brain is a smell and taste image of the ideal pizza. a Pizza Pie. it's a cheese pizza, it's got a thin crust, and there's a kind of perfection to the tartness of the sauce and the greasiness of the cheese that may not have ever been realized in this lifetime... although i think when i was very small, i had some somewhere... and no, Domino's isn't it, but actually comes closer than what you end up getting lately in the better pizza places, spongy pizza loaded with broccoli and all kinds of weirdness...

i had barbeque chicken pizza yesterday from pizzacato. chicken, cheese, tomatoes, and red and yellow bell peppers. that and four pepsis sent me to heaven. for my worklunch i had raisins, orage juice and a turkey/swiss/green bell pepper sandwich on polsbo. with mustard. i still have bell pepper on my breath.

I just devoured a burrito, and am starting in on a sack of big red grapes. drawing makes you hungry, and measuring everything even more so.

I had a vegan burrito the other day which was very yummy. It doesn't sound like it would, since it had no cheese, but DAMN! That thing was good.

whats up you and the vegan thing......i don't understand. i'm sure its moot question but i never asked a vegan how they feel about breast feeding..... it's all the cheesy baby, the cheese please!

ok today I had a tomato cheese and mayo sandwhich, with some orange jello on the side.

Lasagna, garlic bread, side salad, and a JUMBO COCA-COLA. I think for afternoon snack it will be tums.....

Breast feeding is good. Babies are meant to be breast fed. Hurray for bosoms. I don't actually object to eating meat or dairy or eggs or any of that stuff, as long as it's from an animal I raised or hunted myself. I don't believe in: a. torturing an animal unduely for my sake, since I _can_ live without, and it doesn't kill me, and I think animals are entitled to a happy life. b. the impersonalization of meat. I don't like the thought of going and grabbing a cut of steak off the shelf of Safeway and eating it. I want to see where the meat came from, be intimately involved in it, wallow in the blood of and respect the animal I'm making a meal of. Does this make sense?

*shivers*

Ok. I've promised not to be a militant vegan, because they annoy the hell out of me, but statements like that just piss me off.

like what?

Like an expression of disgust involving my personal choice. I don't say "ewwww, omigod, TRACE EATS MEAT!!! GROSSS!" Because dietary choices are personal. Patrick enquired about my choices for being vegan, and I explained them. I'm not suggesting that he or anyone else become vegan, or that I'm right in feeling that way, I'm simply clarifying something for him. I would appreciate if you kept your discuss at my personal choices to yourself. I'd be happy, of course, to discuss being vegan with you or anyone else anytime, but not if people are going to be twits about it.

i'm making tea. i looove tea. with a brownie. big ol' brownie. yummy.

Tea and brownies? Interesting. I like tea too. I love Red Rose tea, and I can't find it over here. All they have is this Lipton stuff. Oh well. Tea rules my world. I've been drinking a lot of Coke lately.

Isolde, I never said it was gross.

Then why did you indicate displeasure with it?

Trace, doesn't a MEDIUM COCA-COLA ever suffice? Reminds me of that Elvis Costello song, "He thought he was the King of America Where they pour Coca Cola just like vintage wine" Isolde, I know what you mean about sanitized, shrink-wrapped meat -- when I go out and catch fish and bring them home, I often feel better about having dispatched them myself (even though I don't enjoy killing them) than had I bought them at the store all prettied up with the heads cut off and gutted and scaled.

No, why buy a medium when a JUMBO is only a dime more? And isolde, rolling around in it is what caused my reaction

We don't have JUMBO out here on the East Coast. We have SUPERSIZE. Now, instead of "Ya want fries with that?" they ask, "Do you want to SUPERSIZE that?"

It was a metaphor. M-E-T-A-P-H-O-R. Go look it up.