The perfect retort, as we all know, has an unfortunate habit of arriving late. For instance, that douchebag (like countless douchebags before him) who tried to verbally override my assertion of world citizenship? Goddammit, Fa. You freakin' should've said "NO, I'm not going to categorize you. I'm going to CASTRATE YOU." Insert diabolical laugh.
In my mind, the sound of those last two words would leave an impressive ring upon the air.
Anyway, so. I hate food. I hate everything I eat. Except for grape juice and that aloe vera drink. And I hate the fact that I'm chastised by mi querido padre for my picky-ness (since apparently I'm at fault) while no one stops to think that maybe Fa is sick of everything because she's a VEGETARIAN in a freakin' MEAT HAVEN where even broccoli cheese soup contains chicken broth and she's frickin' SICK of all the cheese pizza, macaroni and cheese, and frozen vegetables that she's forced to eat.
So, neophytes. Think vegetarians aren't marginalized in our society? Think those crazy vegans have all the dietary options they could ever hope for? WELL THINK AGAIN, YOU STUPID CARNIVORES. THIS SOCIETY IS BUILT FOR CARNIVORES, GOVERNED BY CARNIVORES, AND FREAKING CATERED BY CARNIVORES, SO DON'T YOU EVER SMILE SNIDELY AT ME AGAIN AND SAY, "Well, we have a lot of vegetarian options. Like salad."
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH I BANISH YOU ALL TO HECK.
Hey, that was a pretty good post. Begin depressed, culminate unhinged. I think I'll celebrate with some aloe.
- Listening to: "Candle in the Dark" by Brave
The college application front is looking a bit tense. Unfortunately, I think I'll have to miss today's all new episode of Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles. The loss is going to be unbearable.
I hate essays.
What else… perhaps a commentary on President-elect Obama?
Ha ha… no.
You know what? Even chocolate and cheesecake become loathsome after a while. And you know, you don't hate food because you feel fat or something. Oh, no. You hate food because there freakin' isn't anything for you to eat when you're a vegetarian in this part of the country. And then you feel freakin' depressed and angry when you hate everything you eat.
And it's probably because your mental health has never been perfect, either.
See? Even that tofu smells terrible.
The title was going to be "No no no no, no no el bistec," but it was too lengthy… and arcane.
I visited RIT last weekend. Oh, yes, funny story. After a sleepless night with an incredibly inconsiderate roommate who spent the entire night texting her friends (rapid-fire, nonstop) all the way into the wee hours (I couldn't sleep on account of the loud clacking of the keys), I stumbled out of bed, went to the dining hall for breakfast, and bit into this innocuous-looking biscuit. Well, I did think the texture was unusual, but it took me several minutes and three mouthfuls before I realized that THERE WERE TINY PIECES OF MEAT IN THE FUCKING BISCUIT!!!!
The next few minutes saw a mortified vegetarian spitting out masticated bits of biscuit and frantically cleansing her tongue with a napkin.
In other news, I finally figured out who Summer Glau is (many thanks to late night talk shows).
- Listening to: "It's the Fear" by Within Temptation
Good morning, fellow denizens of the blogosphere! (It actually isn't morning yet, but it'll be midnight in approximately thirty-seven minutes… just thought I'd get a jump on the new day.)
Finished Harry Potter 7 a long time ago (which I will not comment on, to avoid spoiling it for others). It only took me less than two days. Needless to say, my self-imposed isolation has also ended.
Earlier this evening, my father prepared a splendiferous dish of cooked cauliflower and bean curd, as well as a dried bean curd salad (bean curd, chopped green onions, and soy sauce). They were simply heavenly. I don't know whether it made it into anyone's consciousness, but I wrote a while ago that I've recently converted to the vegetarian lifestyle. Yeeeees, I jest not. It's been going on for several weeks now. I still like meat, of course… especially the fish and the ground pork that goes into a lot of my favorite Chinese tofu dishes. And the mussels, the squid, the jellyfish, the escargot, and the fried fish my cafeteria serves…! Yes, all very dear friends of mine. But I've lately realized that vegetables are, well… EXCELLENT. To think I've never before appreciated their relative inexpensiveness, their delectable flavor, their vibrant colors, their high water content and nutritious value… ah, I was a fool…
Ah, anyway. Some vegetarian links. Here you go.
And… don't forget! Nothing is a finer accompaniment to a dish of stir-fried cauliflower and bean curd than the dulcet tones of the Thai pop duo, Golf-Mike! Very pretty, yes? (I just wish they'd perform some more hip-hop pieces, and lay off on the romantic ballads…)
Geesh… I need to update my installation of WordPress soon.
- Listening to: "หัวใจจะวาย" by Golf-Mike