Be careful what you put in your mouth Veggie!

Isn’t the apple the symbol of temptation? I mean, after the whole Adam and Eve 

debacle, the apple is about as famous for this as it is for putting people to sleep, especially those with skin white as snow, hair black as ebony... you get the idea.

Since the meat has been taken out of my life there’s no doubt there has been some tough times where, like losing a lover, all you want is to listen to sad songs... I can’t even bear to listen to Meatloaf now... it’s all too much to bear!

It’s terribly ironic that when you lose the meat, it becomes so much conscious to your daily life. Like the broody bitch down the road, all she will see his babies, for the university male, the only equation he knows is how to work out whether he can take that girl. but for me, everyone has been walking meat! The Germans are sausage,  and the innocent nerds in class are lamb chops.

It is more than that though, it’s the smell wavering through the uni dorm that gets my knickers in a knot, and my tongue wrapping around.... itself while my eyes water.

An interesting experience happened this week, I was walking down to the mall this week and walking past the McDonalds Restaurant (one of life’s true mysteries is how that is called a restaurant) and the greasy smell almost made my mind waiver, fall into the trappings of eating a bit of oil soaked moo moo.

And I guess that’s where I am at now, being newly vegetarian means I have to be conscious of what I put in my mouth (even if I wasn’t vegetarian... I’d still have to ha!) so I guess the guard is up and I think it will come down but before that happens I’ll have to get used of staring at the salad bar!