Okay, this is just really bizarre, and the only possible explanation I can come up with right now is that I’m incredibly stressed due to schoolwork right now.
I’ve been a vegetarian for something like seven years right now. Not a vegan - I’ll eat things with eggs in them but not just, like, scrambled eggs or anything. I occasionally have milk on cereal, and I do eat a little yogurt and a lot of cheese. If you count EasyMac as cheese then I eat a metric buttload of cheese, but I’m not sure that “orange powder” is really cheese.
Anyway, I don’t eat meat, and have eaten no meat for about seven years. It’s not so much a moral thing as an “I don’t like meat” thing, compounded by some health issues I had a few years ago that have now resolved themselves. Even when I ate meat, I never really liked it - occasionally I’d have a burger or whatnot, but was never a “Yay meat!” person. It kind of freaks me out because…it’s muscle, and that’s just a little bit gross in my twisted little mind.
However. For the past few days or so, I’ve had a ridiculously inexplicable desire for meat. Mostly, a cheesesteak, but it’s not a particular craving for cheesesteak in particular. It’s just more of a “hey, <insert whatever meatproduct> would be good right now” thought.
If I were at home in Philly, I’d take care of it fairly easily. Most likely, I’d go and get myself a proper cheesesteak, or an italian hoagie (drenched in oil and vinegar), take a bite, and remember, “Hey, I don’t really like meat.” I did that with eggs this summer, when I ordered an omlette at a restaurant, to my mother’s amusement. But alas, I am at school in New Mexico, and therefore, my only real choice is cafeteria meat, which…doublegross.
sigh I’m obviously just not good at this vegetarian thing. All the sudden. After seven years.