Putting it away

You know, as a fat guy, I can really put it away.

In that I really like putting things away.

I always have. To the point where when I was in elementary school and spent recess and lunch in the library because I both loved books and needed a space where there was always a teacher watching and bullying would be hard to conceal, I so loved re-shelving books that I would “steal” books from the “retuned books” bin and even from behind the librarian’s desk just to put them back on the shelves.

I was weird.

And putting them away has always been my favorite part of getting groceries. And that’s saying something because I love grocery shopping in general .

And now that my weekly online order includes stuff bought in bulk, an exciting (to me) new component has been added to the process : putting bulk things in canisters!

Ooh, just thinking about it makes me tingle with excitement!

I am still weird. Very, very weird. I have, in fact, continually weird for my entire life.

There have been no non-weird periods.

I got my weekly Sav-On order delivered today. Usually I order it Sunday for delivery Monday, but I was running really low on a lot of stuff so I ordered a day early.

And they had everything I ordered in stock… except the two things I wanted the most.

Once more, they didn’t have my Russell Stover No Sugar Added Starlite Mints.

And they didn’t have the big variety pack of lunch sized bags of chips I ordered.

I got them to add to my meals as a “carb supplement” to bump up my carb intake to healthy levels again.

Oh well. There is probably a smarter way to get my carbs anyhow.

More after the break.


Carbs and me

As you know, I had a very illuminating conversation with a hospital dietician recently who confirmed what I already knew : there IS such a thing as too few carbs and I was hurting myself with my very low carb diet.

That was about a month ago and I still have not modified my diet to include more carbohydrates. I find it hard to modify my habits sometimes.

The variety pack of Halloween sized bags of chips was my first big attempt to fix that problem and now that it failed to materialize, I’m back to square one.

It was gonna be so cool! 30 lil bags of chip in five varieties, 6 of each.

Math is cool.

And I love variety packs because I love variety. It keeps me from getting bored because I bought too much of a single thing.

I get bored easily. It’s one of the side effects of genius, I’m afraid. I have a restless and ravenous mind that is always circling, looking for food, like a shark.

No wonder I play video games so much. Nothing else can possibly be as mentally stimulating as a piece of actively interactive media.

But in a way, I am glad the chips didn’t show up. Immediately after I ordered them I began having second thoughts.

I mean, sure, I need more carbs, but potato chips are a VERY simple carb and have a sky high glycemic index.

I think I should go with something more moderate .

Maybe some Sun Chips?

I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.


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