| Tuesday, April 25, 2006 |
|
Some stuff has happened--stuff that doesn't make me feel too great. I didn't consume two boxes of chocolate-chip cookies this time. Do I get a pat on the back or what? I tried to shake it all off yesterday. I took a walk on the dopey little trail along the creek behind my house. Wallowing in self-pity felt good for a while. But, as my luck would have it, the mood was killed. One minute I'm admiring the sunset on the water--that would be the same water that supposedly passes through the sewage-treatment plant. There are rumours of entirely new colours found in the cesspool we call "Red Run." But anyways, one minute I was admiring the sunset on the water, the next minute... I turn around to see this big, ugly dog growling and coming STRAIGHT at me. I screamed bloody murder and ran like hell. The owner of the dog happened to be cutting the grass on the church property I was trespassing on. Because his damn dog nearly took out my right calf, he was very congenial. Today wasn't so painful. Going vegetarian is really quite easy. I'm not craving a Big Mac (not that I ever have), and I'm getting plenty of protein. I still feel like I'm going to pass out, but that has nothing to do with the lack of animals in my diet. And every time I stand up or turn my head, I can feel the blood gush and pound. Maybe I need my coffee. And a really big hug. --- music: Speakers Push the Air - Pretty Girls Make Graves |