Food!

Gods, I'm starving. I'm so hungry I could eat a tofu horse. *cue laugh track* Yeah, being a vegitarian has its downsides (for instance, you can't say you're so hungry you could eat a horse) but overall I really don't regret it. I bring this up because lately many people have asked me "since when have you not eaten meat?" (If you're one of the wonderers, I've been off red meat for a while and full vegitarian since...a while ago, I don't know.) I do wonder about people for whom meat is a necessity for every meal. For instance, people who won't eat their eggs without sausage, and who don't believe that a meal isn't a meal if it doesn't have meat in it. They don't view the meat on their plate as the no longer living carcass of some creature--they see it as food. Which I totally respect. I mean, I became a vegitarian after having eaten meat for over a decade, I see meat as food too. I even crave it sometimes. My reasons for giving it up had to do with morals (you put the cow in one end and you get tins of meat coming out the other! smiling man in black top hat demonstrates!), but now that I've gone a while without eating any meat my perception has changed. When I think about eating meat now I usually don't feel any inclination to do so--on the contrary, the thought has become almost repulsive to me, though I can't claim that I don't miss some of my mom's cooking. I don't usually think about it, though--it's just the way things are.
Aargh, this isn't helping the initial problem--I'm bloody starving. We're leaving the library in fifteen minutes--maybe I can convince mom to swing by Antonios or something. Or I could just eat the desk. The world is full of opportunities.