Low Blood Sugar

Eat very small breakfast in anticipation of Dean's Party this afternoon. Have never, personally eaten more than three mouthfulls of food at party , but for some reason, have convinced self that this time will try the Ham and the jerked chicken. At eleven a.m. admit to the Contessa that am a Little Hungry (am in truth having violent thoughts about throwing self under train but at time am unable to connect woeful state with empty stomach). The Contessa says she would like a Small Snack. Suggest bananas. The Contessa makes a face and says what about a Burger? Diner downstairs puts cheese on both sides of hand-formed patty. Burger also comes with cole slaw which at least has cabbage in it, but think it a stretch to classify burger as anything other than gluttonous. Gobble snack. Food makes feel much better and am very glad (later) at party for having such foresight--warming trays of pigs in blanket and mini quiches set out, all looking extremely nasty and exactly like ideal breeding ground for bacteria--warm, moist, and in space between hot dog and Blanket, dark.