For the past few days, i've been feeling as if i've been on the verge of a revolutionary breakdown, i was even convinced that to launch a crusade to banish french fries from existence was a worthwhile cause, equal to that of the French Revolution, and who better to embark on a noble quest against fast food restaurants than someone as obssessed with health food as I am. Many might take this to mean that I have something personal against a certain big orange bee who happens to be the mascot of a certain fast food chain (both of which shall remain nameless), but I swear it's nothing like that. In truth I just detest how such fast food joints seem to take it for granted that Pesco Vegans have to eat on the run too, and consign us to what has to be the most unsatisfactory thing on the food chain, french fries, I mean, we do have other things to attend to besides growing our organic food, and honestly from the point of view of a potato there's no worse fate than to be turned into a french fry, it's not even worth the potato's pain to be whacked up into strips like that, all the better to just mash it up and soak it in gravy, now that would be another story all together, one with a happier ending, for me at least if not for the potato.

Anyway, this quandary with the potato almost led me to indulge in a bihon orgy which is really the last thing i would've considered doing if i could only have something decent to eat from the fast food (decent and fast food is an oxymoron waiting to happen) joints which seem to crop up like mushrooms in every corner taunting the dormant carnivore in me with their burgers, and fried chickens, and all the other tempting and salivating untouchables and inedibles.