Meat eaters will eat an average of 21,000 animals in a lifetime.
(also read that in Foer's book)
woof.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Monday, January 3, 2011
oh, it's fun to be single and vegan during the holidays
...well. I survived. Single in our house translates into being relegated to sleeping on the god damn air mattress...as if I needed another reminder of how pathetic being single is around the holidays. I debated on bringing home a match.com date just to feel the privledge of sleeping on a real bed. Perhaps though, that would be cause for not even being allowed to sleep in the house...and might be more awkward than a little air mattress back pain in the morning.
Now, don't get the wrong idea. I'd sleep on a ton of bricks just to have the family all in one place (and I do love and appreciate them all)...I don't really mean to sound like an ungrateful, pms'ing bitch. I promise, I'm not...sometimes it just takes a small straw to set me off.
I also won't admit it too loudly. It's hard to be vegan around the holidays. Especially when there are 20 lbs of lobster steaming in my parent's kitchen. The fact that I still wanted it even after I actually saw my dad battle one of the live, 5 pounders, to plunge into it's own sauna of death...felt wrong? I felt terrible about myself. Actually, I might feel even worse about myself at the moment, thinking about my close call with lobster AS I'm watching the Bachelor get waxed on television.
Now, don't get the wrong idea. I'd sleep on a ton of bricks just to have the family all in one place (and I do love and appreciate them all)...I don't really mean to sound like an ungrateful, pms'ing bitch. I promise, I'm not...sometimes it just takes a small straw to set me off.
I also won't admit it too loudly. It's hard to be vegan around the holidays. Especially when there are 20 lbs of lobster steaming in my parent's kitchen. The fact that I still wanted it even after I actually saw my dad battle one of the live, 5 pounders, to plunge into it's own sauna of death...felt wrong? I felt terrible about myself. Actually, I might feel even worse about myself at the moment, thinking about my close call with lobster AS I'm watching the Bachelor get waxed on television.
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