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Happy dead bird(s) day, if you celebrate it, and happy eating too much day if that's your thing. And even if you're not into the commemorating a temporary and possibly fictional peace between extremist Christian emigrants from Europe and the natives of the New World, I wish you a very happy Buy Nothing Day tomorrow. Here in Eugene, Morning Glory (an awesomely delicious hippie coop café) is giving away free food to celebrate, and I'm looking forward to maybe bringing them some vegan treats or something. Also walking there and back in an effort to get my metabolism sped up to the point where maybe I'll digest some turducken. Oof.
I am thankful to be high enough up on the food chain that eating dead birds (or not) is a choice for me, and also that I'm economically well-off enough to buy free-range dead birds for eating when they are available. Also I am thankful for my house and my boy and my kitty and my friends and even my job but that last is slightly colored by the fact that I'm off for a week, woo!