Hypoglycemia

Last night, I stayed up til three, hoping to get inspired yet primarily just sitting in front of my laptop trying to stay awake. As I scoured the over 1,300 photos on my phone, I've found one that might make for an interesting story. My good friend Skyler has hypoglycemia, which for all of us, as his friends, typically means that he has to eat a piece of wheat bread after consuming large amount of sugar (otherwise, he quickly falls asleep, which at times can be quite comical).

Anyways, months ago, he and I were sitting next to each other at computers in the Hub. It was busy, as usual, talkative, and full of people either diligently checking their homework or diligently checking their Facebook. After a few minutes of talking, Skyler, who has taken off his sandals to work and left them under the desk, decides to curl up underneath the desk and take a catnap. I was then given the task of explaining to the girl sitting next to him his....interesting behavior. Trying, and failing, to not laugh too hard, I try to explain that this was likely the result of his hypoglycemia, as well as Skyler's inherent quirkiness. As we talked, I discovered that she was actually best friends with the sister of one of my friend's roommate and that she, like them, had lived in Fairfield, where coincidentally I had been to many times to go to the Jelly Belly Factory when I was a young child living outside Sacramento.

At some point shortly afterwards, Skyler laughingly told me that he had been listening the whole time, and joked that I had done a fine job explaining the "situation."

The funny, and slightly scary, thing is that I'll be rooming with Skyler for spring term. (sigh and laugh) I just...sorta hope that this won't be a recurring theme. But, oh, well, if so, it makes for an interesting story...