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how much chocolate can the human
body process in a twenty-four hour period? how about my body?
nevermind. i'm not going to tell you how much chocolate i have
eaten lately. it's too embarassing...
and i have no right to be eating
chocolate because i have not been a good end-of-semester teacher.
i have not yet processed those essays... or those tests. i have
only just now finished counting the sophomore message board posts...
but the senior posts wait up ahead. still....
for some reason everyone is giving
me chocolate... in a variety of forms... and i am eating it...
sharing only a little... well... a little more than a little...
like that humongo bar of hershey's - of which i ate only two
or three sections... alright, four. it vanished within the hour.
just as well. good riddance. but there's this mug full of pretty
tin-wrapped dove chocolate chunks that i'm sharing with nobody.
it's all mine... so how much chocolate can the human body process
in a twenty-four hour period?
elsewhere. beth is just about
done with iraq. i think they leave today. she was featured in
a reuters photograph, praying.
the caption read
U.S. Christians attend a special
prayer meeting with Iraqis at Saint Joseph's Chaldean Church
in Baghdad December 18, 2002. U.S. delegations of 12 religious
leaders attended a mass with leaders of Iraq's Christian community,
including the Chaldean and Latin Bishops, to call for peace and
urge the Bush administration to reverse its war preparations.
fat chance.
and i have no right to be eating
chocolate because there's a war and starving people and injustice
everywhere... and i mean everywhere... nothing is right and the
world is a rotten mess...and here i sit eating chocolate... wondering
about the early signs of a chocolate-induced coma... worrying
about genetically modified corn.... wishing i had all that paper
processed.... sad that there are folks without homes living out
of funky old cars... and it's all my fault because i can't get
this chocolate monkey off my back... and there are folks with
no regular dental care... me, i just call for an appointment
when i get a little ache and whammo there i am in the chair with
a masked friendly face checking it out and changing my bite with
a few quick whirrs of the drill... no it wasn't a chocolate-induced
cavity. i don't get cavities anymore. because i brush. and because
i brush stupidly i get gum recession accompanied by glorious
technicolor hot and cold sensitivity that not even good old sensodyne
can fix... but a bite realignment just might do the trick...
seems to at any rate... for the moment... as if it matters...
because I DESERVE THE PAIN for being such a chocolate pig in
the middle of a bleeding suffering world... amen.
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