Something Good
It's been a long day.
I was awakened last night at the witching hour (4am... contrary to popular belief..) to the sound of Autobots fighting Decepticons outside my bedroom windows. I must say it sounded like a hell of a battle. Our garbage man and his planet-planet killing, diesel chugging, ear rape machine was using that fine time of day to empty the seemingly endless dumpsters around my community. There are literally 13 dumpsters in a row out there. All of which are cleverly hidden by some decorative pine lattice. My development, the buildings themselves, are configured into a perfect amphitheater of noise concentration, with my bedroom window being the main foci of every converging sound wave. Add to that the fact that the local banjo factory, animal hospital and chop shop use our dumpsters for their trash and you have the makings of a completely lousy nights sleep.
But I wasn't really tired.
Because being vegan has also helped me to lose weight (I've lost 87 pounds in 13 days) I am sleeping better and have slightly more energy. It's funny, when I used to fill this tank with 4000 calories of unleaded a day I always seemed to run out of gas.
I was hungry all day though. I mean, I ate... I had a bunch of fruit and a granola bar with peanut butter (yum) and some ubiquitous Fritos... but I still had hunger on the brain. I was thinking about it and perhaps I wasn't hungery at that time. I know. It sounds weird. But, perhaps I was really just getting ready for what was coming after work.
Earlier in the week, my excellent friend Bethany promised that she would make me a delicious Vegan dinner and we could eat it with renowned actress Meryl Streep... Or something like that. So I have been looking forward to this meal all week. Thinking about a full vegan mean made me hungry instantly. (So yes, I have been hungry in anticipation. Like I used to be in the days preceding Free Nacho Day and Taco Bell.)
I got to her house tonight and it smelled amazing. It was combination of spice and herbs and 'winning'. The smell of it latched it's desire hooks into that soft primitive part of the brain and didn't let go.
Here's the thing. I'm not going to tell you want it was. Nope. That's not my job. If you want to know what I had tonight, you'll have to go read Bethany's blog.
Good Food Reviews
Do it. Do it now. Stop reading this and do it. Right click on the link and open it in a new tab. Or just click on it and it will open a new window. Seriously, for every second you are not clicking on that link, I will cyber-bully a gay kid.
...
That's awful. I feel bad now. It's not true. I can't believe that Bethany would make me say that to get people to visit her blog. I think if you don't go to her blog, the terrorists will win. I mean, if you don't click here, you must not support the troops.
Plus, she's going to talk about me at some point, so... even if it's crap now, it's going to get better.
Seriously. Bethany is a talented writer with a lot to say on topics in which she is really knowledgeable (Especially beer and food). This is a project she has been working on with her husband Blazegrenade (He's Ethiopian) and we are all in for something Good.
It's been a long day.
I was awakened last night at the witching hour (4am... contrary to popular belief..) to the sound of Autobots fighting Decepticons outside my bedroom windows. I must say it sounded like a hell of a battle. Our garbage man and his planet-planet killing, diesel chugging, ear rape machine was using that fine time of day to empty the seemingly endless dumpsters around my community. There are literally 13 dumpsters in a row out there. All of which are cleverly hidden by some decorative pine lattice. My development, the buildings themselves, are configured into a perfect amphitheater of noise concentration, with my bedroom window being the main foci of every converging sound wave. Add to that the fact that the local banjo factory, animal hospital and chop shop use our dumpsters for their trash and you have the makings of a completely lousy nights sleep.
But I wasn't really tired.
Because being vegan has also helped me to lose weight (I've lost 87 pounds in 13 days) I am sleeping better and have slightly more energy. It's funny, when I used to fill this tank with 4000 calories of unleaded a day I always seemed to run out of gas.
I was hungry all day though. I mean, I ate... I had a bunch of fruit and a granola bar with peanut butter (yum) and some ubiquitous Fritos... but I still had hunger on the brain. I was thinking about it and perhaps I wasn't hungery at that time. I know. It sounds weird. But, perhaps I was really just getting ready for what was coming after work.
Earlier in the week, my excellent friend Bethany promised that she would make me a delicious Vegan dinner and we could eat it with renowned actress Meryl Streep... Or something like that. So I have been looking forward to this meal all week. Thinking about a full vegan mean made me hungry instantly. (So yes, I have been hungry in anticipation. Like I used to be in the days preceding Free Nacho Day and Taco Bell.)
I got to her house tonight and it smelled amazing. It was combination of spice and herbs and 'winning'. The smell of it latched it's desire hooks into that soft primitive part of the brain and didn't let go.
Here's the thing. I'm not going to tell you want it was. Nope. That's not my job. If you want to know what I had tonight, you'll have to go read Bethany's blog.
Good Food Reviews
Do it. Do it now. Stop reading this and do it. Right click on the link and open it in a new tab. Or just click on it and it will open a new window. Seriously, for every second you are not clicking on that link, I will cyber-bully a gay kid.
...
That's awful. I feel bad now. It's not true. I can't believe that Bethany would make me say that to get people to visit her blog. I think if you don't go to her blog, the terrorists will win. I mean, if you don't click here, you must not support the troops.
Plus, she's going to talk about me at some point, so... even if it's crap now, it's going to get better.
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| Bethany called this picture "...Artsy-Fartsy." |
Seriously. Bethany is a talented writer with a lot to say on topics in which she is really knowledgeable (Especially beer and food). This is a project she has been working on with her husband Blazegrenade (He's Ethiopian) and we are all in for something Good.
Cheers
Interesting Side Note: If you cyber bully a gay kid, I will find you and I will kill you slowly. Asshole.
Your advertisement for Bethany's blog was absolutely hilarious--in fact, your entire blog is! I really enjoy reading it. Your experience as a vegan is a great adventure to read. As a (fellow!) vegan, I am really happy that you are enjoying it so far and have been giving it a chance, even if it's just for a while. It really shouldn't be the repulsive monster everyone makes it out to be.
ReplyDeleteI also very much enjoyed the Transformers reference ;) The fangirl in me did get excited over that little bit.
Thanks for the plug adam, now I need to write that blog!!
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