Vegitarianism. Gosh, when you say it like that it sounds like a religion or something. I wonder who even came up with the idea of it. I mean, they probably loved animals, had insanely slow matabolisms, and didn't care if they were protien deficiant.
Anyway, as mentioned in a preveous blog, I tried vegitarianism for the month of October. Quite frankly, 24 hours into it I wanted to quit. Not eating meat just doesn't work for me, plus I have a deep seeded hate for cows and I feel bad when I eat vegitables because of my Veggie Tales friends. I mean, what if I ate Bob's cousin or Larry's sister or Junior's uncle. Or worse, the charecters themselves.
I will now try to comprise a list of all the times I ate meat in October.
On the 2nd I ate that little smocky. A week later I had a piece of chicken off of Mom's salad. I had some chilie a couple days later, then I had some soup that was practicly so full of meat I couldn't pick it out, I swear. And today I had more chilie. And there were a couple other times, but some things shouild be kept private.
The point is I can't live without meat, and tomorrow I will have a steak dinner to celebrate.
Now tomorrow also starts something very important. Meaning Nanowrimo!!!!
for those of you who don't know what that is (a.k.a. everyone). It is National Novel Writing Month (see Na-No-Wri-Mo) or Write A Novel In A Month Month. I'm expecting insanity out of this. writing starts at midnight.
Oh and Happy All Hallows Eve.
This one is short. Sorry.
Veggie Tales, the fantastic ,the wonderful, the hilarious. Dang, I love those guys. Pa Grape is my favorite. I have started re-watching all of the episodes we have on DVD this week, but that was less than half of out collection (which included VHS and DVD). So the amount of Veggie Tales submersion has been low. Now some of you may be saying to yourself 'Veggie Tales! Why is she watching those, when she could be having a Star Wars slash Lord of the Rings marathon?" The fact of the matter is that Veggie Tales is more stimulateing for the senses. The colors are brighter, and quite frankly it's more happy than anything on right now.
For those of you who haven't read it, The Hunger Games is a trilogy. I think I will do a three part series for this one.
Twenty-four are forced to enter. Only the winner survives.
In the ruins of a place once known as North America lies the nation of Panem, a shining Capitol surrounded by twelve outlying districts. Each year, the districts are forced by the Capitol to send one boy and one girl between the ages of twelve and eighteen to participate in the Hunger Games, a brutal and terrifying fight to the death – televised for all of Panem to see.
Survival is second nature for sixteen-year-old Katniss Everdeen, who struggles to feed her mother and younger sister by secretly hunting and gathering beyond the fences of District 12. When Katniss steps in to take the place of her sister in the Hunger Games, she knows it may be her death sentence. If she is to survive, she must weigh survival against humanity and life against love.
(summary and cover art taken from amazon dot com)
I don't know how to put the thoughts going through my head after finishing this book into words. I'm pretty sure it was something like this.
And then there is Peeta (who, unfortunately, really likes Katniss). The whole time I was wishing he was real. He's just so amazingly thoughtful and awesome and trusting and kind and sweet and loving and faithful and wonderful and attractive and.... Sorry, he is just so darn lovable. Plus he bakes! How awesome is that? Excuse me, while I freak out. TEAM PEETA!!!! WOOOHOOO!! GAIL RHYMES WITH FAIL!!!
Ok, I'm good.
I think this book series will always be ranked in my head up with Harry Potter and Artimis Fowl and all those other amazing books. Even if I do hate half the characters with a passion.