sudden realization #57651135: maybe i've been so jump-tastic the past week and a half because nearly every morning i've scarfed down a 16oz cawfee and two large glazed donuts. you know, just maybe. cuz hey look, it's been blog posting for two days in a row(!!).
women's relationship with food is always a big topic in feminist history classes. that should be obvious right? teen magazines have been pouring forth on bulimic, binging, and anorexia stories for several decades now. as is usual per my careful attentiveness to teen issues, i never realized how big a deal eating (or not eating) was to the young american woman's body project. if i didn't eat, it wasn't cuz i was specifically trying to lose weight...it was more that, hello, i'm in the middle of an rpg right now and i need to finish this totally insignificant side-quest!! or, perhaps, say, forget food in lieu of forging through the current novel. when i did eat, i'd go for the haagen daaz and fried tofu, thank you. denying oneself the pleasure of great-tasting gobble-fests is ridiculous. food is good! eat what you want!! i think the only times i felt guilty about eating is when i look at my tray and know, just know, that the bucket o'extra-crispy fried chicken will be clogging up me arteries. not that i stay away from kfc (horror!).
the food rant came from my interview with hugo yesterday and reaching for a pint of haagen daaz chocolate last night. despite my various failings and shortcomings, i realized that self-esteem (at least in food) is not much of an issue with me. it does help that my natural metabolism keeps me more or less on the slender side i suppose.
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