To Veeg or not to Veeg, That is the Question!

I have recently taken up Veganism. I have an incredibly addictive personality, where I pick something(a hobby, usually) I'm interested in, and devote all my time and energy into it. I hope this is a phase that will last for the duration of my lifetime. I hate having these "creative outbursts." Recently, I gave up the stint of wanting to be a fashion designer (after having purchased a sewing machine, accoutrements (sp?), & enough fabric that could cloath a small third world country), I even sewed together some seemingly acceptable dresses. I went to Whole Foods today to purchase Vegan friendly foods, and beside their ridiculously high prices, I will certainly be returning back there. I have to admit, it's REALLY hard, but I've made it three days! They say, if you keep something up for a month, then you will make it a habit that will stick, and I'm sure hoping that will be the case.
Reaching further in, it is suffice to say, my "addictive personality" has always been a mystery to me. I don't know why I jump from one obsession to the other? Die hard obsession. I'm not sure you can call it addictive, because it wears off whenever I get bored of (the hobby) and switch to something else; but listen to this! I always return to that (hobby) later on. It's like a vicious cycle of hobbies! For example: The sewing, the stenciling, the painting, the bow-making, the jewlwery making, the hempworking, The pianist, the director, the cartoonist, the gnome collector, and so on.) It's ridiculous. I think it's because my parents never nurtured my creativity when I was growing up. Too Freud? Yeah. When I was 8, I played the entire "My Heart Will Go On" song from Titanic on my little keyboard by ear. This didn't phase my mother, I was never signed up for Piano lessons. Instead, Gymnastics. I was an overweight 8 year old, I wasn't going to turn out to be the next Dominique Dawes, I couldn't even tumble! I don't blame my parents, they're not very westernized with their views. I'm lucky to have been born and raised here instead of Lebanon (which I am also a Citizen of!) I have a really close relationship with my mother, we do practically everything together. I do hate the fact she sings incorrectly to songs in the car, but it makes me laugh when she tries to ride it off as saying, "Oh, they're singing the song wrong." Or when I tell her to stop, and she starts humming. I'm not sure she's aware, or why she has this desire to sing-a-long to songs. When I listen to music, I want to get lost in my own thoughts- I don't know where my head is half the time. I don't drive much, but I can easily say, there hasn't been a time I've driven with the radio on. My mom's a gas! She's a funny woman, and sort of childish in her own right.
I think I'm about to turn in now, Journal. Perhaps I'll try and locate the episode of Nurse Jackie that aired tonight, since I don't have Showtime anymore! >:O Buenos Noches.