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[Jan. 16th, 2007|06:41 am]

Despite probably being healthier, I'd feel like a burden. I'd have to work to plan what I eat and shop for the right food. Waiters and servers would cringe when I walk into their restaurants because I'm picky as hell about what goes in my meal. My family would write me off as weird and a pain in the ass because I'll no longer eat "their" food. I'd also be very anal about jackets and purses-- no more leather coats, I'd wear pleather shoes, and I'd toss out that heavy jacket with the fox fur trim on the hood.

And no more bison or turkey jerky. My idea of a rushed half-assed lunch is chiefly raw vegetables pulled from the fridge.

Yeah, I can't pull it off. Frankly, I just like the taste of meat too much to quit.
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