It’s over.
The Veganism that almost destroyed me is over, I’m back to my meat devouring self and I have never been so relieved.
I actually have energy now. Well, as much energy as I had before the Vegan thing, which wasn’t much.
My first meal back was meant to be a feast. I bought everything on the McDonald’s menu, but felt sick after eating a single cheeseburger.
I am not usually a sharer of food, but I gave my friends the rest. Now I fear that they will want to share all my food, and I would like to take this moment to clarify:
It’s never going to happen.
Now that I’ve done that, I can move along and talk about what I’ve done this week…
Which is nothing interesting. Bloggers always seem to have money to go and do interesting things every week.
I wish I could go to Borneo and help Organgutans, or skydive in America. Alas, my budget only allowed me to get drunk one night and eat 3 cans of beans and sausage. (I think most people regret more than that when they get drunk, but it adds to how uninteresting I am.)
Aside from the sausage massacre, I’ve either been at work or in uni every day this week. I practically live at uni, in fact I have even started bringing a blanket. It helps me concentrate for some weird reason.
I am absolutely loving how festive everything is though, but like the rest of the nation, I am very disapointed in John Lewis’ Christmas Advert. I don’t care how much of a ‘treasure’ Elton John is, he is nothing compared to that animated bear and rabbit a few years ago.
So far, Aldi and Iceland are winning all the christmas awards from me. I mean, Iceland’s is so informative, well written and even cute.
And Aldi’s is about a carrot who stole the coca-cola truck and has a parsnip for a nemisis.
I feel like they’re opposite ends of the spectrum, but who doesn’t love a good carrot at Christmas?
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