I know I am not. How could I possibly be? It's absurd. And yet, in a never ending struggle between my head and heart, my heart has the upperhand .
So I'm determinedly hungry.
I actually think there's a substitute word for unregistered hunger: a period.
Which is actually a very strange word! Why'd you call something like that a 'period'?
It could have been so much more dramatic! It was probably a man who came up with this. Observing the strange behavior of his wife, repeatedly reoccurring within a structured schedule, therefore calling it a 'period'.
"Hey Phill, what's wrong with Mary."
"Well.. she's having her.... 'period' "
It used to be a term to justify absolutely outrageous manners. Now it represents a week of grumpy-ness of which you can bloody well be sure will make you hungry.