I came. I saw. I ate vegan when everyone else was not. I’m still hungry, but I’ll survive. I forgot to bring the humus, and nobody but me ate the other vegan food I brought. And I felt a too noticed by people wanting to know about my diet plan because I’ve lost a lot of weight and I’m embarrassed, but I’ll survive (If only it were possible to be invisible.). I tried to call my mom to wish her a happy Thanksgiving, but she wasn’t home and she won’t call me back I’m sure. And it’s a boring, noisy, windy show. I suggest you skip it. I try to do better tomorrow.
And now I’m eating too many peanuts and Trader Joes peppermint Joe Joes. Alas. So much for eating Bernard-healthy. I’ll be paying for this later on with high blood sugar readings. I’m a little verklempt.
Flyswatter Show
Liberal. Atheist. Vegan. Different.
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