meaning of course that i eat hypocrites? i suppose i could...
maybe i would be a vegitarian if it werent for the fact that i hate vegitables. that would complicate things a bit. therefore i parade my lack of willpower.
<3 Mademoiselle Pamplemousse
~The world would be a better place if only more things were made out of statue~
Oh come on, I am sure you could do it. You'd be surprised what can happen when you actually try. I have given up soda, self-gratification, and junk food since we broke up. I am actually being....healthy, instead of the slothenly slob you used to date. Funny how things change, eh?
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
nevr heard of that but I must say the Pita Pit is by far my fave fast food place. I think I've eaten 5 of them since friday mmmmmm
I can't wait until the day schools are over-funded and the military is forced to hold bake sales to buy planes.
"It's a great thing when you realize you still have the ability to surprise yourself. Makes you wonder what else you can do that you've forgotten about"
i agree. but i'm still a sucker for mickey d's breakfast, subway veggie delights, and wendy's baked potatos. heh, even though wendy's is probably the last place one should buy a potato, especially with broccli and liquid cheese on top.
stop saying Stubway. I gave up candy for lent. some interestic facts from a goldfinger cd pamphlet:
-number of people who will starve to death this year: 60 million
-number of people who could be adquately fed by the grain saved if americans reduced their intake of meat by 10%: 60 million
-amount you reduce your risk of heart attack by reducing your consumption of meat, dairy products and egg by 100%: 90%
-most common death in the u.s.: heart attack
-increased risk of breast cancer for women who eat meat daily compared to women who eat meat less than once a week: four times higher
- mcdonald's clown, ronald mcdonald, tells children: hamburgers grown in hamburger patches and love to be eaten
-mcdonald's clown, ronald mcdonald does not tell children: hamburgers are ground-up cows that have had their throats slit by machetes or their brains bashed in by sledgehammers
-original actor to play ronald mcdonald: jeff juliano
-diet now followed by jeff juliano: vegetarian
-number of animals killed for meat per hour in the u.s.: 500,000
-cost to render animal unconscious prior to slaughter with captive-bolt pistol so that process is done humanely: one cent
-reason given by meat industry for not utilizing captive-bolt pistol: "too expensive"
!EMiLY!
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
oh. ok. yes, i am trying to give up meat. i hate steak and most forms of chicken anyway, so it shouldnt be that hard.
!EMiLY!
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
I want to give up meat too, but I don't know if I have the will power at the moment. Maybe if I cut back to eating it like two or three times a week instead, that could be a good way to ween myself off of it. I just wanna be healthy....
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
I like vegetables, it just has to be with ranch dressing. But then again, ranch dressing isn't good for you. So fuck.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.