monkeyboy
12-16-2004, 02:14 PM
Hi Everyone,
With just one month to go to conclude my one year raw, I fell from the banana tree.
Here's the news....read at your own risk.
I went to the best Italian restaurant last night and pigged out on mushroom stuffed ravioli and a few big bottles of Chianti. I ate the bread dipped in olive oil, I tried the cheese tray, I tried the squid, I tried the eggplant, and for dessert the chocolate flourless cake.Let's face it, I tried it all.
I feel like sh*t today.
When I explained to friends that I was eating cooked they were shocked and so floored they let me order for the whole table. Ready for this, my friend paid for everything.He was more excited about the chance of me barfing all over the place, that he paid for everything. I didn't get sick, but he sure wanted me to. I've still got it at the cooked table. I am the master of the food universe. What am I talking about???????? I've lost my mind!!!!!!!
I'm domed....once the word hits the street, all in my town will now call me a phony.........
To the market I go with tail between legs in search of fresh fruit and veggies. I hope no one spots me. Shame....Shame.
I will understand if my raw friends throw me to the curb and the posts are hurtful. I deserve it.
It is time for healing.
Peace,
The Bloated Monkey.......M.B.
With just one month to go to conclude my one year raw, I fell from the banana tree.
Here's the news....read at your own risk.
I went to the best Italian restaurant last night and pigged out on mushroom stuffed ravioli and a few big bottles of Chianti. I ate the bread dipped in olive oil, I tried the cheese tray, I tried the squid, I tried the eggplant, and for dessert the chocolate flourless cake.Let's face it, I tried it all.
I feel like sh*t today.
When I explained to friends that I was eating cooked they were shocked and so floored they let me order for the whole table. Ready for this, my friend paid for everything.He was more excited about the chance of me barfing all over the place, that he paid for everything. I didn't get sick, but he sure wanted me to. I've still got it at the cooked table. I am the master of the food universe. What am I talking about???????? I've lost my mind!!!!!!!
I'm domed....once the word hits the street, all in my town will now call me a phony.........
To the market I go with tail between legs in search of fresh fruit and veggies. I hope no one spots me. Shame....Shame.
I will understand if my raw friends throw me to the curb and the posts are hurtful. I deserve it.
It is time for healing.
Peace,
The Bloated Monkey.......M.B.