i just got out of our monday meeting and the boss referred to the fiscal year as the "physical" year. i want to hear him say "nuclear".
i've had it with meat. from now on nothing but raw vegetables and nuts. maybe fish. and eggs since i'm pro-choice. i don't eat swine. mace windu told me pigs and cows are "filthy animals", and i won't eat filthy animals anymore. i'll live like them, but i won't eat them. no more! even when they come with cheese and a side dish of dem 'taters (ya shudnt'a dun dat ee just a boy). nope. i'm vegetarian, i am out of the closet... or the meat locker. eff you national cattlemen's beef association!*
*funny that there is such a thing. i bet the conventions have ambulances standing by with defibrillators.
and frankly i'm also getting pretty tired of tolerating all the lactose.
album of the jour: the smiths meat is murder