the cocoa files


Strange things are going on. Is chocolate addictive? Is it only addictive for females? Hmmm...

I noticed that XXs seem to have a higher affinity to the dark powder than XYs. Well, especially I seem to possess a special sensor for chocolate - maybe I'm an endorphin junkie ;-) Not that I wouldn't have alternative ways to hit my rewarding system, but *that* is another story :D Hey, that reminds me of the fact that being single has some major disadvantages...!
Back to the choc - I usually have kind of a basic-chocolate-potential, meaning that my appetite is stimulated very easily, whatever the circumstances. Well, not that I refuse to eat at any time anyway...
But it's also a good indicator for serious stress. On tuesday, after the last biochemistry practical (yay!) I was suddenly confronted with the harsh truth: that the physio examination would be the next morning. Somehow this had escaped my mind totally. I had been loosely convinced I'd have two more days to learn, and it just hit me unprepared. I was feeling so down that I could feel how my chocolate receptors shut down. Interest stilled completely. When we went to the Mensa, I wasn't really motivated to choose my food, not even a dessert. I only wanted to go home to my park, sit in the rose garden and stare into the air. Well, my friends convinced me to follow them to the lawn where we tried to recall the examination subjects for the next day. I was so crestfallen that my control system for politeness was clearly affected while I swam in a low unlike any low I had experienced in the last months. Marcus tried to cheer me up by plastering me with colourful sticky notes which was quite sweet and really improved my grumpy mood a bit. But it took another 2 hours to get home, take a shower, wash my hair, eat some tomatos and write down some more biochemistry until I felt close to being civilised again. Marcus came by later and we went to the park to quite successfully repeat the needed knowledge for the next day's examinations. We have a learning rock there, it's part of the bunker that lie beneath the park area, and I got quite used to spend my afternoons there, sitting, chatting, eating and, of course, studying. At the end of the day I did feel better and instead of learning through the night I went to sleep early, wanting to be rested the next day. Where's the connection to the chocolate now? Well, arriving at home feeling down I ate a selfmade high power dark chocolate cookie although I didn't feel like it, and voilá, one hour later I felt better! Hmmm... conspiratory thesis... chocolate receptors linked to control over mood modulation? Will I turn into the Hulk if no chocolate is substituted for a longer period of time? He, it's a funny idea to think of a morphed mutant of Hulk and the Sesame street's Krümelmonster (the one who loves cookies) - "Grrrrrrr.... chooooocolaaaaate.... don't make Hulk angry, Hulk need cocoa... graurrr!" Will it be furry and green, or muscular in blue? Hehe, *this* certainly cheers me up!

Posted: Do - Juli 8, 2004 at 10:58 Uhr      

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