Hungerrrrr

I've discovered an interesting side effect of my new job: I get hungry! Like enormously, gnawing-the-legs-of-the-furniture hungry. I've always eaten a lot (to the point that my family always sends what they can't finish down the table my way), and mental--not physical--exertions seem to get my appetite going. I remember being a freshman in university and spending the entire day studying for a chemistry exam with my friends, then sitting the exam in the late afternoon. Bobby and I went out for Mexican food that night. I remember exactly what we ordered: We both ordered three cheese enchiladas with rice and beans. Plus an appetizer that I don't remember. I polished off my meal; Bobby couldn't manage the third enchilada or the rice, so I finished his meal as well. (He still teases me about the hungry way I eyed his unfinished food and offered, "Are you going to eat that?")

I actually use my brain now at my job. I didn't at the WAU. A trained monkey could do most of it; the biggest challenge was learning how to get one dozen "high-priority" tasks done at once. Unless I was doing investigative stuff, though, or stats, nothing was exactly mentally challenging after a while. I'm feeling the difference in my appetite.

It hasn't helped that we've eaten mostly vegan this week. Every week, we can get more fresh veggies at the farmer's market, and we've started collecting from our garden as well. Plus, we made a big dinner for our parents on Saturday and used up most of the cheese we'd bought for the week. So aside from a little dish of yogurt every day and a sprinkling of parmesan cheese here and there, we've been eating mostly vegan, and not a lot of hearty foods like beans either, since so many veggies are available.

Last night, Bobby made stir fry for dinner. His stir fry is epic. I plucked some lettuce from the garden and made a salad to go with it. I had salad and two plates of stir fry and was still ravenous. And it wasn't "my brain hasn't caught up with my body so I'll sit fifteen minutes and it'll go away" hunger either. I sat for fifteen minutes, and it just made me hungrier. So we drove up to the ice cream trailer that used to be in Manchester and is now in Hanover because they sell malted milkshakes and Felak <3 malted milkshakes.

And, finally, I was no longer hungry.

So I need to be careful to eat enough, I suppose. We really need to get up to Shrewsbury to get some bulk dried goods--noodles and rice and stuff--but have been so busy on the weekends and the market isn't open on Sundays.

Anyway, it was a good thing--though for a bad reason--that we went up to the ice cream trailer. ( Cut for Description of Animal Death and Dawn's Ensuing Nightmare )

Also, I had lots of requests on my five question m-word thing and want to make them all good questions, so I'll be working on that slowly over the next few days too! :)