Breakfast really *is* the most important meal of the day ....

[d_aulnoy]

Most people who've had the joy of being in close proximity to me in the mornings know exactly what the lion-tamers at the zoo feel like, come feeding time: it's not really a question of feeding the beast so much as it is of avoiding grevious bodily injury in the process.  But, for some reason, this morning when I looked at my usual nutritious and dee-licious version of breakfast (what?  Diet Pepsi and a Hot Pocket are so good for you), I felt sick.

So I skipped breakfast.

This was a Bad Idea.

When I got to work post-traffic, I just barely had enough time to get my copies for today's class, sign for  my beautiful new office-bestowed laptop, and freshen up: I made it to class with seconds to spare, and dove right into Tolkien's "On Fairy Stories."  I love this essay, I really do ... there's very little that can distract me from it.  Neither nausea, nor hunger, nor nearly anything else shall sway me from my task ....

However, the realization that I may have left my brand-new computer  resting peacefully by the soap-dispenser?  Yeah, that'd do it ... I'd just gotten to the bit about the mechanization of society when I realized that I was sans laptop.  It's such a good part of the essay, too.

One of my students felt a little sick half-way through class.  I'm normally the most sympathetic of women when it comes to these things, but this time, man, I really felt it.  If I'd felt sick pre-revelation, just imagine what getting through the remainder of the class was like ....

Luckily (and freakily, by NY standards), the computer was waiting for me back in the office once I wrapped things up with my students.  I love this place. 

Needless to say, though, I doubt I'll be skipping any more meals anytime soon, nausea or no nausea (I mean, seriously, if one missed meal makes me leave a laptop, what will two lose me - my soul?).  So, now I'm off to find a delicious dry hunk of bread.  And maybe a computer lock ....

Comments

[fjm.livejournal.com]

You need an emergency stash in the office. I can't ever miss breakfast, but there are days when it takes a couple of hours to feel well enough to eat it.

[d-aulnoy.livejournal.com]

Today I dragged a stash of power-bar-like things along to the office with me, as well as stashing a few in the car: I am beginning to feel somewhat like a squirrel.

[cissa.livejournal.com]

I am more in the hot pocket than the donut school of breakfasting. Still- there are days i just can't face anything. I keep a couple of granola bars in my purse Just In Case.

I'm glad your computer was OK!

[d-aulnoy.livejournal.com]

As am I! Methinks I'll try to discover who the kind soul who passed it along was, because talk about deserving a heartfelt thank-you ....

[handworn.livejournal.com]

Nah, as long as it's not the Devil who finds your soul, someone will turn it in.

[d-aulnoy.livejournal.com]

At least in California, they will ....