I was presented with a serious dilemma today.
Not in work, no no, that stuff is simple in comparison. Is
your IL-6 high in patient sample 19 because of RF interference? Is my OXYC2
curve looking like a drunk trying to walk down a straight line because of ACE non-specific binding? Whatevs. I
can deal with that, I can logically
pick my way through the problem to the solution and experiment my way to
success. This was an illogical dilemma with no 100% perfect solution yet known
to mankind.
I found them. The favourite sweets you talk about from your
childhood that you can’t get any more. They were there. In the shop. Being delicious
and tooth-decaying-ly sugary. NERDS!!
My homies in confectionary form. BUY THEM!
BUT
I was on the way to the dentist. Why life? Why? I mean
obviously I bought them but now I have to feel bad about it. The sneaky
sweeties challenged my brain into a ‘what do I dooooo?’ moment in the middle of
the shop! 17 years of education did not prepare me for that. The age old
questions of life aren’t ‘what is the meaning of life’ and ‘what is my purpose
here’ but the stuff that challenges your inner logic every day;
·
What speed do you put the window wipers on at?
·
Do I put my
monochrome dress in a white wash or a black one?
·
What do you clean a bog brush with?
I am yet to hear concrete satisfying responses to the above.
I deal with them by;
·
Making someone else drive in the rain and
complain when the wipers are too fast/slow.
·
Giving it to Mummy to wash.
·
1. Never touch the bog brush anyway
2. Buy a new one if it looks in any way shape or form
smelly/scruffy/discoloured.
The grapple with my conscience paid off though because here
on the back of the box is a lovely quote which I am putting on my desk
immediately;
My favourite part and my new ethos for life “Mystic
and Marvellous surprises that will Entrance, intrigue and delight you beyond
measure... Feed your imagination”. Oh you sneaky dog Willy Wonka, you’re talking about
science aren’t you? *Brain Food*
Oh I just thought of another one.
Do you indicate when you are taking the last exit on a
roundabout in the right hand lane but geographically it is actually straight in
front of you??
I’m not even going to try to answer that because even the sweets
nearly beat me already.
Why can’t I ever resist them anyway? Sweetie, Fatty goodies?
Oh yes thank you human body for being a hunter gatherer and loving everything
that’s bad for me.
Serotonin is a neurotransmitter
that makes you feel good and is released after eating sweet food. That means
that you actually really do feel less stressed and tired after eating it. 4pm
pick me up, thank you!
I think I won the
sweet challenge J. Just
not the whole box of Nerds maybe? I’ll try.
