Craving pickled okra

Uh huh, I know that's weird.

I've been feeling predictably unwell and unhappy since being stood up (yet again) yesterday. I took about a 3 hour nap on the couch tonight and before I was even awake, I was thinking that I'd go crazy if I didn't find some pickled okra to eat. Serious whole-body craving for it.

So I put myself back together as well as I could and drove to Wal-Mart, knowing full well they wouldn't have something so unusual. As I walked down the pickle aisle, I asked myself if olives would take care of my craving, just in case there was no okra.

I guess I must be craving salt, because I decided to settle for olives when I found the okra. And not only did they have regular olives, they had almond stuffed, onion stuffed, jalapeno stuffed, and even feta cheese and blue cheese stuffed varieties of olives.

What is up with that? They throw over the fabric and crafts department, and decide to specialize in olives?

Well, I bought the blue cheese olives (taste kinda funky) and the almond stuffed ones (yummy as I remember with a satisfying crunch), and I started eating them in the car. I do feel a little better.

So I'm wondering if all the crying I've done has left me low on sodium in my body, and it's trying to restock? I have been really thirsty lately. Maybe all the sugar I've been trying to kill myself with is taking its toll.