You're welcome, animals!

By rough estimate, I've saved 4 chickens, a cow, and a pig's flank from sure death by the simple expedient of refusing to eat them. Of course, the cynics among you would point out that someone else might have acquiesced to consuming those fine, kind, gentle animals' flesh, but that someone was not me.

Not that I give a rat's ass. I don't mind eating meat, but a week ago I made the semi-random decision to quit eating meat for a month, and today concludes the first week of this commitment.

I am surprised by how easy it's been so far. I didn't even crave meat. Walking through Google's cafeterias, I am constantly assaulted by the scent of freshly baked, roasted, fried, and otherwise cooked meat, and yet my mouth hasn't watered even once throughout this time.

I sure am grateful for this, because I want to keep my promise.

Some interesting observations:

1. Around day 4 I started feeling faint. Must have been the meat-protein withdrawals. I stopped feeling faint yesterday.
2. I found that potatoes and dolmas make up nicely, texture-wise, for meat.
3. My stomach does not whine nearly as much after I eat. This is a big deal, and it might be enough of a reason to stick to my newfound vegetarian diet. That, and I can start pissing people off not only by correcting their English, but also by telling them that they are cold-blooded murderers.