My evening class was cancelled; so so relieved, I’m exhausted and so I’m drinking Kim’s Smirnoff stash and contemplating cooking dinner.
Got an array of new black clothes to wear to work so people become (more) scared of me, obviously.
Lost my phone a couple of weeks ago, so I’m rewinding back to teenage selfies on my grainy-ass webcam.
I’m extremely close to being single again which is disappointing and expected
On the plus side it’s ‘vegetarian festival season’ in Thailand right now so vegan food is sooooooooo easy to get ahold of everywhere and meat is much less prevalent in the office as my colleagues are eating food-based diet for a while!
Sorry for the radio silence it’s a pain in the ass working full-time, trying to set up a wordpress and looking for alternative jobs.
I’m going to keep this short (and decidedly not sweet), as the images speak for themselves. And I’ve been dithering and worrying about whether to even make this post at all, and have landed on yes. I should. Yes, it’s important and necessary to document an experience like this in order to protect myself. And yes, it’s important to highlight a mentality of entitlement that far too many have if…
Jo-Anne McArthur (courtesy of Gary Smith, The Thinking Vegan)
I also think it’s funny when people ask that or say “Oh I’m really sorry that I’m eating this in front of you.” Why? You already made the commitment to do it.
And I’m fine. I’m standing here, whole and unharmed. If you want your apology to mean anything, go apologize to the animals you are eating, the animals you are funding to be tortured and murdered and impregnanted and stolen from their mothers and ground up alive.
I am not the one being harmed. They are.
I hate going out to eat sometimes with non vegans :/
losing friends because of veganism?
more like taking out the trash later losers