Hunger Games

~ Gottfried

My hobbies include eating and also thinking about the next time I will be eating. I’m not hungry. I’m bored. Therefore I shall eat. Rice is great if you’re really hungry and want to eat two thousand of something. Need to keep count of what you’re eating.

I may look like I’m having deep thoughts but 99% of the time I’m thinking about what I’m going to eat later. I’m always hungry or tired or both. The best comfort food will always be pizza and ice cream. Regardless of the challenges you face, they will provide you with much needed comfort.

I hate it when I go to the kitchen looking for food, and all I find is ingredients. Why can’t this food all be activated by a voice command? Halfway into cooking I already lose interest in the food. There’s something about inhaling spices that just keeps you satisfied.

Hungry me is a different person. I don’t know him, I’m sorry. To be hangry. Hangry is a state of anger caused by lack of food; hunger causing a negative change in emotional state. I spend a lot of time holding the refrigerator door open looking for answers.

“Did you eat?” has to be one of the most romantic questions ever. There are three ways to my heart; buy me food, make me food, and be food. I’m dangerous when I’m hungry. Last name Hungry, first name Always. I may act like I’m okay but deep down inside, I’m hungry again.

The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread. Even though only one actually costs money. Whatever the opposite of hunger strike is, I’m on that. Ever been so hungry you stop seeing colors and your hearing starts falling? Because same.

A hungry dog hunts best. A hungrier dog hunts even better. In the event of a zombie apocalypse, you’d be surprised you might not resist the temptation of trying human meat. Zombies had the right idea. My weaknesses have always been food and women. In that order. Marry someone who can cook.

Looks fade, hunger doesn’t.

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118 thoughts on “Hunger Games”

  3. I know about comfort eating, which is only possible if you are married to a multi-millionaire. So, in one of those times when the family is all about a fire eating tiny bits the braai master hands out to the drooling onlookers and someone says, “Remember when…” I launched into my wedding dress to my third engineer (he owned 5 kfc outlets -the deceit!) I remembered I was a ridiculous size 42 or maybe 44. I said, concluding,I don’t know how I got so fat, I hardly eat.” My youngest pipes up, “Mom! Come on! Most people have a bowl of fruit on the coffee table, or flowers. You had luxury chocolates which you ate as fast as bullets in your action movies. That’s why you were fat! ” ha ha ha ha ha they all went, and all my embarrassing moments came tumbling out. Singing like Mr. Bean.
    I live on coffee now, and the odd gin, and sweets. And cigarettes. So I totally identify with the smell of spices surviving, and I don’t cook. At all. Ever. If I cant eat it as it is, I don’t buy it.
    Sometimes eating is like exercising. I’m old. Why bother?
    Love and kisses.

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