One giant panic and sushi made with rice crispies

Over at Blogher there's a nice post about passing down body issues. I have just finished an intensely productive work day. I have this desire to blame everything on therapy ie; Look I have better focus, it must be therapy. Not like I have any kind of external influence, the fact that I am behind on every project I have going now? No, it's therapy.

Anyways, the point is that I have noticed that when I am working hard I have a tendency to ignore the need to eat. This was pointed out yesterday and my futile defense was "I had a protein bar before I went to the gym."

I wonder how much of that has to do with having had an eating disorder, it's not that I don't feel hungry, it's that I am perfectly content to put eating a healthy meal off until the fact that my vector lines are not perfectly straight causes a meltdown.

Then I run to the weird cafe at the corner and order sushi only to find that the fish parts have been replaced with Rice Crispies?? I mean I had a theory that the poor family who runs it were having trouble making ends meet - but Rice Crispies?

So much for protein.

I need to start sleeping 4 hours a night or I am toast. My clients and my thesis adviser can take turns kicking my ass, and they will, oh believe you me.