conversations with my stomach

[keryx]

If I'm not crazystressedoutOMG, I tend to be a pretty intuitive eater [There are exceptions. My dad buys this cheesy jalapeno dip that I'll eat in massive quantities though it has no redeeming nutritional value & really doesn't help my mental health, either.]. It manifests as insistent demands from some inarticulate part of my mind - not my stomach, really.

Yesterday, I had a conversation with that bit (let's call it the central nervous system for lack of a better phrase) an hour or so after my wholesome vegan lunch. It went like this:

CNS: BRING ME CHEESE. AND BREAD.
Me: We just had lunch! I mean, yes, I feel vaguely grumpy and de-energized. But...
CNS: CHEESE. BREAD.
Me: These pumpkin seeds are kinda the same thing.
CNS: NO.
Me: Look, we're working. This is irritating. Do you want cafeteria cheese?
CNS: EW. YUCK.
Me: What???
CNS: WHOLE FOODS. ONE OF THOSE LITTLE SAMPLE-SIZED CHEESE PIECES.
Me: Are you kidding? You want some wine with that?
CNS: NO. IT'S AFTERNOON.
CNS: BUT A POMEGRANATE TEA MIGHT BE NICE...

I did in fact feel quite good after that; the pomegranate tea was nice, too. But it's strange to be having such a specific conversation with one's hindbrain.

Comments

[drownophelia.livejournal.com]

i understand that conversation. i've started to acquire a drawer of snackies that will not in any way actually satisfy my craving for a particular food, but will satisfy my need to SNACK. NOW. yay for cheezey rice crackers and dried fruit.

[keryx.livejournal.com]

At least in this case I had to go get my oil changed & pick up a contact lens, so I was in fact going to drive by the store in another hour. Usually I try to manage it with good snacks, but this time I could give in to the demand.

[danyea.livejournal.com]

hrumpf, cheese from those people and not me...

just kidding you, I realize you are _ALL_THE_WAY_OUT_THERE_ when at work.

[keryx.livejournal.com]

Don't give my unconscious mind ideas. Next it'll be all DRIVE 20 MILES TO ELLWOODS. NOW.