carefree highway

I’ve even gone Paleo in my dreams now… Last night I dreamt I was at a Festival of Puppies. There were puppies everywhere! So much cute. I stopped at a German food truck (yes, it was specifically German food, my dreams are very detail-oriented) to get something to eat, and ordered some sort of meat dish. The guy handed it to me and I was about to eat it when I realized it was on a bun! And buns are not Paleo! So I took it off the bun, noticed there was cheese on it as well, and told my dream self that a little cheese was okay, after all, this was the Festival of Puppies.

WE HAVE ACHIEVED FULL PALEO SATURATION.

In other news, I thought I had to go into work at 6 this morning, turns out it’s not ‘til 7. So I could have slept in another hour, but I think I’m going to use my time to work on some chainmaille stuff I’ve been neglecting. Made some bacon for breakfast, though I’m honestly not that hungry. I’ve noticed I haven’t been eating as much as I thought I would be, simply because I don’t get the super-sharp hunger pangs from my stomach yelling DEAR GOD GET SOMETHING IN ME NOW OR WE WILL DIE. Now it’s more like, hey, I’m a little bored down here, so, y’know, if you get the chance, throw something my way. No rush. Just lookin’ for something to do.

I’ve turned my stomach into a peace-loving hippie.