Daydreaming about nibbling on bunnies and flamingos

Welcome to another day of watching little green sprouts slowly appear in my ears, armpits, and other places I probably haven't even noticed yet.

I have developed a curious respect for all you vegetarians out there who have actually managed to make this lifestyle work.

As for me, I'm just going to come right out and admit that I am craving all sorts of things I "can't" have 'til this little experiment is over.

Some people dream of attractive, scantily clad men/women, making "snow angels" in a big pile of hundred dollar bills.

I, however, dream of BBQ ribs, cheeseburgers, bacon, barbecue chicken wings, General Tso's chicken, roast beef sandwiches, pepperoni/sausage pizza, barbecue pork sandwiches, tacos, beefy nachos, spicy Italian subs, and spaghetti & meatballs.


I won't be able to afford a trip to the grocery store til Friday. When I go, I plan to pick up some fresh fruits, like berries or kiwi or melon.
I also want to get a big loaf of garlic bread, because that sounds really good. Never mind the fact that my garlic breath will be able to repel vampires for 50 miles in each direction.

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Day #3:
Breakfast: Cereal (grape-nuts) and milk
Lunch: Ramen noodles, green tea
Snack: Granola bar
Dinner: Bowl of cheesy potato soup* w/crackers,
tossed salad w/french dressing, dinner rolls w/butter, tea w/lemon

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*Note: I ate dinner at a restaurant, and thought the cheesy potato soup would be a "safe" vegetarian choice. I noticed it tasted kind of smoky, as if there was ham in it. Yet I couldn't SEE any bits of ham, so I kept on eating the soup. When I got down to the bottom of the bowl, I saw that there was indeed a piece of ham in my soup. So there were probably plenty of other hammy bits I ate without realizing it. Please forgive me.

Incidentally, this dinner was eaten with mom & dad, and they both ordered tacos. Delicious, spicy, meaty, cheesy tacos which smelled SO wonderful and looked SO yummy that they had little taco-shaped halos hovering above them. Yet, I remained strong and firm in my vege-centric conviction, and I opted for soup and salad instead of those amazing tacos.

So the "ham" discovery made me want to scream. It was as if all my vigilance was for nought.

But oh well.
Tomorrow is another day, and I'm thinking of having pizza for lunch.
Yes.... pizza withOUT meat. (???!!!) It's a scary thought, but apparently such a thing really does exist.
I'll let you know how it all turns out.
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