Day 8 being a vegan

Work Dario is leaving work in one more day and I am devastated. WHO will I moan all day to and talk about food and moan about my weight to? And I hate everyone else in the whole office.

'Please don't leave me Dario' I said a thousand times a day. 'PLEASE don't leave me'. 'Gone honey' he would say. 'Don't be so needy '. I started the day at 6am taking the bus back into work and so was starving when I got into work and food was not about to cut it. I had two pieces of brown toast with nothing on them as nothing was vegan. And a soy cappuccino. And some nuts.

Was very smug emailing Sally to tell her that I had indeed not broken over the weekend. she complained she was forced to eat out at fabulous restaurants and drink wine all weekend. 'And DON'T tell me to be a vegan' she said. 'But seriously Sally' I said, 'it's the greatest diet, I'm so FULL'. 'Sure' she said. 'Sure'. Just how about you limit it to telling me all about it like twice a week huh?

Later in the afternoon I still hadn't eaten lunch and I felt faint and had to sit down suddenly by the support staff's desks. They were very worried when I said I didn't eat meat and dairy and that that was what it probably was. 'How long for?' they said worriedly. 'Oh 7 days' I said. I am pretty sure they were laughing with me when they laughed and in no way AT me.

Then they gave me a Turkish delight. When I reported this to Sally she said that thank god I'm so pretty because I sure am stupid and that Turkish delight was made from cows' hooves. Am currently desperately looking this up on the Internet to see if this is true. She said she told everyone at her work about me and they sure think I'm pretty too.

For lunch I made work Dario come for one last vegan meal at the sushi place. I had about 9 pieces of cucumber and tofu sushi. Still delicious and filling. As the day ended Dario started saying that he had no plans that evening and it sure was a shame on a day so nice. Although it was a Monday I thought it couldn't hurt to go out with Dario for one last wine (apart from tomorrow night which is his proper leaving drinks). So we sat on the Thames with a bottle of wine. I said 'Dario no matter what happens this is the ONLY bottle we have and when we finish it we go home and we do NOT order more.' Dario took his first sip and said 'see I already feel like a second bottle'. Needless to say some time later we lurched along Covent Garden trying to find somewhere that served 'vegans and more wines'. We found the Gourmet Burger Kitchen and Dario InSISTED that I eat meat. 'You cant annoy me like this in my last few days here have some meat' he said. 'Sure' I said 'Dario Sure I will' and went to the counter to order. When he wasn't listening I ordered the falafel burger with chili sauce. Ah, he would be too drunk to notice. 'What did you get?' he slurred 'the pork burger honey' I said. Snigger.

On arriving home and ringing Jake for a friendly chat Jake made some comment along the lines of that he wasn't deaf and that I did not need to 'laugh hysterically at my own jokes'.