It’s true what many of you have heard: the ‘spiritual fast’ is over.
So what was my first meal of the day? Well, cereal and milk. A healthy, all-natural cereal that I could have probably had during the fast…but the milk though! Real actual milk! What a concept!
I know, right? What a loose cannon I am, huh? Cereal and milk. But you have to go at these things slow, know what I mean, mate?
For lunch I promised my girlfriend I would have Chicken Noodle Soup. Apparently (read: allegedly) she saw on a show that the myths behind chicken noodle soup and curing the common cold are true.
I’m a sucker for debunking food myths (Food Network, I”m talking to you: get your sh** together and make a Mythbusters: Food Edition pronto) so I’m giving it a whirl. Plus, I think it’s a good transition from the world of vegan to omnivore.
Needless to say, I’m having my first few bites as I write this. It’s delicious. I used all fresh veggies and low sodium broth from the Co-Op, fresh chicken, no-preservative pasta, yada-yada-yada.
I don’t know how long I can go (or rather, my wallet can go) eating this fresh, organic stuff–but I’m going to try it as long as I can.
It’s been an interesting day so far. I mean, there was no fireworks-and-parades wake-up call that I assumed followed this fast. I did watch some serious Ben 10: Ultimate Alien and Saturday Night Live between jumping jacks and weight-lifing, if that counts for anything.
I also found out one of my best friends in the world just skipped town to escape a–how do I put this?–less-than-ideal domestic situation.
As I sit wondering if I”ll ever see her again, I can’t help but stew over what this means: there are still monsters in the world. There are still [relatively] human beings that capture angels just to tear their wings off.
I try to avoid writing about things like this–both in my fiction and on my blog–but this has absolutely derailed me for the day.
It’s true what they say: you really don’t understand things like this until it happens to someone you care about.
And by ‘understand’ I mean ‘get at all and am shocked and horrified by.’
Not much more to say about it. I hate being the guy that ‘put someone’s business in the streets’ as my college roommate used to say.
So…what’s a good segue out of that. There is none? Well, in that case, uh, I’m having nachos for dinner?
Relatively healthy nachos.
Cut me some slack.
I think I’m also going to watch Matrix Reloaded. Why? It should be incredibly obvious:
1. I started my blog with a quote from Morpheus.
2. Obviously this led me to look for a picture of the scene [see above].
3. In Googling “Morpheus Matrix Reloaded” I stumbled across this pic:
I mean, come on. Look at that sword! You are obviously going to go rent/buy/dig up the DVD of The Matrix and watch it after seeing this, right? How could you not?
Sigh. I need to get back to the library, back to writing. This cold, this fast, and this news have left me in a weird place. I full intend to kill it–intellectually-speaking, of course–next week on this book-writing thing.
But, for now, let’s just call this a Mental Health Week. Is that the right term? Retail Therapy? No, I think that’s something else. Anyway….
I want to leave you with a little sketch from SNL that struck a chord with me. I laughed at it, but also couldn’t help but be cut by it a little bit.
Another reason for my derailment–I can’t help thinking this sketch was aimed at me: