Monday, October 8, 2012

If Your Ass Itches...

Alas, the week of Fall Break has arrived.  Conveniently it has arrived during an "I need to grocery shop week".  For that reasoning I am trying to make it through until I go home Wednesday evening without purchasing groceries.  I'm not sure I see the point in stocking a fridge just to let it sit for four straight days getting older and less tasty.  I made it through the day on an overpriced banana  and coffee from the gas station (for real I paid the price of a whole bushel for one banana, I'm embarrassed), snacking on almonds, and a packed tofurkey sandwich, all before 7 o clock.  This is normally not enough to sustain me and keep me from being cranky because I have the eating habit of cats where I eat small meals every couple hours.  Classes worked in my favor today regarding food consumption.  In epidemiology we were discussing infectious diseases and began talking about parasitics, specifically Taenia spp. (tapeworms).  DISGUSTING but interesting that something so weird can be alive inside us.  Almost as weirdly awesome as having a human be alive inside us (pregnancy or sex, whichever you thought of is cool, I'm not here to judge).
A person suffers from tapeworms if they somehow ingest the larvae, but it has been found that some people do ingest them as a form of weight loss.  True life, Tyra Banks interviewed them.  As you consume nutrients, the tape worm does as well and grows increasingly long inside of you.  My epi teacher was telling us about a dude who didn't know he had one until in bed one night he had an itchy anus.  Put the pieces together...yep.  She then proceeded to tell us his wife had to pull it out (that's what she said).  "That's what marriage is, guys.  Through sickness and health."  I learn so much in that class...and then go eat lunch.

Very little can stop me from eating when I have my food in front of me, and as if that wasn't bad enough, I tried reading my book for Medicine & Culture class while munchin'.  The topic was childbirth in Mali, a third world country in Africa, from a Peace Corp member's firsthand perspective.  It was very graphic and I'm ashamed I'm a young woman and couldn't read it without a grimace.  It's amazing what these women endure to have their children.  Epidurals, clean water, and rubber gloves have never seemed so appealing.

So here I am at dinner eating scrambled eggs (that may or may not have been cooked with spoiled milk) on a cinny raisin bagel that's been frozen since the end of August.  I was vegan for a while, I don't remember what the signs for spoiled milk are...and I smelled the milk five times before I decided it was ok.  There wasn't chunk or discolor.  Whatever.  I'm banking on it lasting till at least tomorrow because I'm going to need it for my oatmeal which no doubt lasts forever.

Completely different topic.  That awkward moment when you're having an intimate moment and it's interrupted with hilarity and uncertainty with what to do when your iTunes starts playing a song that is being sung by the person you're in an intimate moment with. #buzzkill #mylifeisaverage

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