Give me food, or give me death!
Dec. 7th, 2004 04:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
terryclothThere's nothing in the world better than eating. There's nothing that even comes close.
I mean, I'm not the most worldly or experienced person, but I've had some dalliances with sexual thingies, and saying that they pale in comparison to eating a slice of pepperoni pizza is doing a grave injustice to the pizza... and yes, thinking about sex and pizza is making me *hungry*.
I suppose there might be drugs that would overload the pleasure centers enough... I haven't tried any of them. I don't really want to, for roughly the same reason that I try not to eat all the time. It's just not healthy. v.v
I swear, though, if it wasn't for health concerns, I'd spend all my time eating, even if it meant turning into a giant blobby creature that would send all my friend running in horror.
And sometimes I have to wonder... I can only spend maybe half an hour a day eating, at most. That's like 2%! What's the point of living, if I can't eat more often than that? Then I curse god a lot, and do something else that's essentially gray and empty, but better than sitting around brooding. Like, you know, anything else.
Stupid god.
I mean, I'm not the most worldly or experienced person, but I've had some dalliances with sexual thingies, and saying that they pale in comparison to eating a slice of pepperoni pizza is doing a grave injustice to the pizza... and yes, thinking about sex and pizza is making me *hungry*.
I suppose there might be drugs that would overload the pleasure centers enough... I haven't tried any of them. I don't really want to, for roughly the same reason that I try not to eat all the time. It's just not healthy. v.v
I swear, though, if it wasn't for health concerns, I'd spend all my time eating, even if it meant turning into a giant blobby creature that would send all my friend running in horror.
And sometimes I have to wonder... I can only spend maybe half an hour a day eating, at most. That's like 2%! What's the point of living, if I can't eat more often than that? Then I curse god a lot, and do something else that's essentially gray and empty, but better than sitting around brooding. Like, you know, anything else.
Stupid god.
