So Landon is in Michigan. Sue Saint Marie or Sault Saint Marie or whatever the fuck. Yes there's one in Michigan AND Ontario. He's on a business trip with Cooper Tires, testing out a TOP SECRET new winter tire. He gets to ride around with a professional driver on an ice rink and then take it for a spin himself. Then when he's done "working", he gets to go on a snowmobile excursion through a winter wonderland. All this while, staying in casino hotel with a King Size Bed all to himself, eating from buffets with 12 different kinds of cheese, 6 different kinds of lettuce and 8 different kinds of lobster. Smoking his $6/pack Marlboro's, drinking his free alcohol, flying on his private jets, smoking his cigars and laughing at sexist jokes with the other business men. I've never been more jealous of him.
I am only half myself when Landon isn't around. He and I are halves of one unit and I feel completely useless without him. If anything were to happen to him during this time, I would lose everything I have left of myself. Yes I have two children who mean more to me than anyone else, including Landon, but I really and truly could not live without my soul's best friend. I will fight anyone who claims that they have a better connection with their partner. Landon and I were born to one day find each other, have two children out of wedlock and live happily ever after. He is my eternal everything and my soul would die a long, painful, horrible death if I were to ever lose him.
So as you already know, I cheated on My Vegetarian Adventure last night and ate a deliciously over well done steak at a karaoke bar last night. This morning I woke up with full intentions to forget the sweet taste of animal and continue with my journey but Landon's mom brought me turkey soup, and I was hungry. Then I ordered pizza, with beautifully thinly sliced cooked just right pig shavings. I think I'm going to take a break. I need some time to relax and I'm fucking sick of salad.
2 comments:
Salad is bunk. Did you know that lettuce is 20% made up of fail?
I love a rare steak! Mmm..
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