Am facing two severe tests of my willpower today. One I have, I think, passed, the other is yet to come. So what am I going on about, I hear you cry! I have decided that I'm fed up with my own laziness and am going to stop being so sodding greedy all the time and diet properly with the one exception that I can order anything I fancy for dinner at the Royal Oak on Tuesdays so that I reduce my temptation to eat crisps. And, so far, it's going pretty well. Then I got in to discover that David, the guy who sits opposite, has got a cooked breakfast from the canteen. The canteen does a bloody good cooked breakfast (as long as you don't eat the scrambled egg) and you can get hash brown, loads of mushrooms, tomato, bacon, sausage and fried egg all for about 1.20. This has been one of my regular problems which has been annoying me. I'm not hungry and I certainly don't need a cooked breakfast but at the smell I suddenly remember how much I like them and really fancy one. In recent weeks that's been enough to send me down to get one but, I'm proud to say, not this morning. I go and get another cup of tea to distract me and now he's finished it and the urge passes. Score.
The other temptation is that when I went to the kitchen last night to make sandwiches for today I discovered that the end of the loaf had gone over. I was already in my dressing gown and I couldn't be arsed to get dressed just to go to Tescos. So today I have to buy a sandwich and the trouble with that is even if I manage to resist the temptation to chuck a packet of crisps in with it my favourite sandwiches are the ones that are huge or dripping with mayonnaise based sauces or have huge wedges of brie in. Maybe I should apply the Royal Oak principle and let myself go to PrĂȘt and get an oregano chicken sarnie on the condition that I don't buy any crisps. Those are quite fattening (twice as bad as what I bring in from home) but would leave me plenty of room for the planned jacket potato this evening.
The other temptation is that when I went to the kitchen last night to make sandwiches for today I discovered that the end of the loaf had gone over. I was already in my dressing gown and I couldn't be arsed to get dressed just to go to Tescos. So today I have to buy a sandwich and the trouble with that is even if I manage to resist the temptation to chuck a packet of crisps in with it my favourite sandwiches are the ones that are huge or dripping with mayonnaise based sauces or have huge wedges of brie in. Maybe I should apply the Royal Oak principle and let myself go to PrĂȘt and get an oregano chicken sarnie on the condition that I don't buy any crisps. Those are quite fattening (twice as bad as what I bring in from home) but would leave me plenty of room for the planned jacket potato this evening.
Re: erk
Date: April 15th, 2002 08:56 am (UTC)From:and I was looking at your photos, though your journal entries are a great glimpse into a world I'm so not part of. :) (0r if I were more educated it would be "a world of which I'm so not part" ;)
The whole injection in the arm thing I can certainly relate to, though that seems odd to me as well. Why your arm instead of your bum just 'cos you're bigger? Do the meds hang out in your bum if it's too big or something? Seems WAY odd to me. *chuckle* Guess medicine isn't my thing either.
Re: erk
Date: April 15th, 2002 01:28 pm (UTC)From:Re: erk
Date: April 15th, 2002 02:37 pm (UTC)From:Another part is a sense of age separation... When reading through your journal, and especially looking at your pictures, I feel so much older. :) College is a very long way off for me, and it was, it appears, a very different experience for me.
Then there's music. I get to you through others who have you as a friend, and everyone I read has music I don't know by artists I've never heard of. That is, I suppose, a direct result of my following friends of friends pages, and not searching based on shared interests (which is by design, I hasten to add).
Not that any of these things are bad, it just lends one the sense of "otherness". Another thing I find amusing is how often, looking at people's profiles, I am totally puzzled by what a particular interest they've noted *is*. :)
Anyway, I'm pleased as punch to meet you, and I'm looking forward to learning more.
Re: erk
Date: April 16th, 2002 01:51 am (UTC)From:I know exactly what you mean! I find that a lot when reading Americans journals - I think that the fact that the language *looks* the same lulls me into a false sense of security and so I'm taken by surprise when it doesn't quite make sense to me.
Anyway, welcome aboard :)