I rode the (working) escalator up to Lenoir today to meet friends for a quick lunch before class. Nothing seemed appetizing and every line was moving at a snail's pace to be polite. The salad bar would have taken too long and the vegetarian stuff looked... well just weird. All I wanted was something filling to eat, and I wanted it fast and easy, no work involved.
And there it was, a beacon of light- cheese burgers and tatter tots called to me like a sweet dong bird from the forbidden grill station. The line was moving fast and I caved.
But this is not the only incident. In fact, since I've been back from Thanksgiving Break, I've eaten meat almost everyday and I only suspect this will continue or get worse as finals and stress close in on us.
Do I feel bad? Well, a little. I am proud of myself for my effort and I will definitely continue to try, but for the time being if you see me eat a smidgen of chicken at Lenoir... well, opps?

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