They look to be to the north east. It's just weird because earlier when I was outside smoking, it was all bright and pretty.

I sometimes alternate between non-fiction/fiction or serious/fun reading, but if I'm really honest-it's whichever book I started that I can consistently find when I'm looking to read. Which means right now it's The Kite Runner, Baudolino and It's All Over But the Shoutin'. Whichever one of those proves easiest to get my hands on before bed or when I'm taking my bath, will be the one I finish reading.

I'm pretty laissez-faire so if you want to eat baked products that use no dairy, more power to you. As long as you don't force your oat-cake on me.

Clearly spoken by someone who's never tried homemade vegan cupcakes. WAY lighter and fluffier than the eggy kind.

I could date an omnivore, no problem. I'd only have two issues: first, certain kinds of meat cooking (like bacon) just smell disgusting, but I would probably be able to deal with that. Also, I don't like the thought of meat being cooking with my pots and pans.

And also, kissing someone who's just eaten meat is gross. I went out to dinner once with this guy who got some really greasy fried chicken and the grease got all over his hands, and all I could think was, "Ew, you are washing those hands before they get anywhere near me."

Timelies all!

I know I have no right to judge people for what they read, as I tend to read a lot of mysteries, most of which could be called "fluff". (Not reading at all? That would be a deal-breaker. Luckily G likes to read, so we can joke about our to-be-read piles)

The greasy-hands guy also seemed to own about five books, as far as I could tell: two vaguely-conservative political books, and three "how to be happy" books. The meat-eating was way way down on the list of reasons why I broke up with him.

There was a woman in line behind me at the grocery store today buying a package of Hostess cupcakes, a big bag of beef jerky, and a Coke. It was like the entire range of American processed food product.

One of my favorite restaurants in NY was vegan (Angelica Kitchen) so I know how tasty it can be, I just don't think I could be the one making it day in day out.

Oh how I adore that place. It is so very good. I had eaten there several times before I realized it was vegan and not merely vegetarian.

I don't think any particular reading choice could necessarily motivate a breakup for me, however proselytizing about it might be able to. I'd regard Dianetics and The Watchtower as reasons to be watchful, at any rate.

I knew a woman who learned English by having conversations with various proseletyzers. I found this very clever of her -- people coming over to the house to teach her English! For free!

I've had enough crappy relationships that if I had a good one with a food or music or literary challenge I'd pretty cheerfully find some way to make it work.

There was a woman in line behind me at the grocery store today buying a package of Hostess cupcakes, a big bag of beef jerky, and a Coke.

she forgot the squirty cheese

There's a restaurant here in DC that has weekend morning brunches with both vegan and omnivorous options. I usually go there with my parents when they visit -- I can get the awesome scrambled tofu rancheros, and my dad can get something he can pronounce. (My mom usually gets the scrambled tofu -- she tried some off my plate once and decided she liked it better than eggs.)

Oh! Bringing together the vegan and the junk food topics: the new Doritos flavor is vegan! Sweet Chili flavor, or something like that. I haven't tried it yet. And there's plenty of vegan junk food out there already, but mmm. Doritos.

I think that cooking a vegan meal would be an enjoyable challenge, i mean, it certainly wouldn't stop me from inviting a vegan to dinner.