I've just finished again Main Street. I have no kids. We hardly have "dinners."
Equations are not always equal, because serving size depends on so many things, as so many things depended on Williams's Red Wheel Barrow, in the rain, with those white chickens.
For example, to bring the faux metaphor (I shall call it sous rature, even) to the personal level, where it only really means something to me/T.:
I/she ate/drank today only some coffee (and it did not make her nauseous, so, again, all is random and unreliable), two cups of chicken broth, one cup+ of 1% cottage cheese, with pepper, a 110-calorie vending machine bag of Sun Chips, and about 15 almonds – and I'm not hungry*
… because the day before there were red beans and rice x 3 servings with celery, some cheddar cheese, two apples, salsa, blue chips, about seven plain Triscuits, some other things that are not within recall (could have been Monday food … blurry lines … had to remind myself at least 6 times today that it was only Wednesday … ). Oh, and there was more coffee in the evening tonight, and it had some milk in it, but again, no nervous system freak-out.
In three months, I will have been married 7 years.
*at least not undefeatably hungry, irrationally hungry, hungry without being able to "conquer" it with caloric logic, not the kind of hungry that leads to — ah, yes, we recall now, consumption of 5 peanut butter cookies (made at home in a late-night kitchen that looked really trashed the next morning, of limited sugar, only one egg, and generic Rice Krispies tossed in for good measure — and they fared much much better than the Kellog's Corn Flakes tossed into the "really, marshmallows can't make that much difference" fudge that is in the fridge and waiting for trash day). Fudge took care of the surplus chocolate chips; have had the flakes of corn since June (opened them only a few months ago; that BHT stuff is amazing). They were a gift. They are just fine with soy milk, but there are only so many cold cereal breakfasts that one wants … usually "having nothing" is more appealing. Body so not with this earth.
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...all of which I would note, not unkindly, is amazing.
by the by, how did you do in your quest to be "literaturally" eviscerated
@nick:
did not apply for that one. am concentrating on doing an oklahoma writer's workshop dealy … a year-long thing of which i am only one part (as a mentor, not participant; they are year-long, i am step-in-and-enlighten from time to time : )
this whole week, i have eaten about 1/2 of what i ate that one day. it's a question of balance … actually just hormones, as far as i can tell. lo siento por TMI. i still envy snakes. eat once a week and sit around all the time but stay incredibly strong and quick. humans are inferior.
my true self-offering of literary evisceration will come, we must goal-predict, after this next round of seasonal government employment. t as david sedaris, it will happen.
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