fuck.

so, about 30 minutes ago i was just on my way to do my first paid experiment.

which i thought was just: drink a few drinks, talk about them.

turns out i’m provided with lunch & then expected NOT to eat for the next two hours so that my pallet is clean & there’s no errors in the results because i can still taste my lunch.

i have three issues with this fact:

firstly, if you don’t want me to eat, give me something more than a single sandwich, some tomatoes (which were, frankly, the highlight of this meal…), a glass of water & some crisps.

i’m a fat growing boy, i need lots of food.

secondly, because it has to leave my pallet as clean as possible, it was the most bland lunch imaginable. the tomatoes were the highlight because they were the only thing with any flavour. 

third, not eating is an issue for me. i don’t do not eating. the only time i stop eating is when i resemble a woman who is 8 months pregnant with octuplets & maybe, maybe, if someone i care about is in mortal danger.

so i’m being a rebel & drinking tea, yes, they even tried to take tea away from me…