Vegan Week: Day 6

I fell off the wagon and succumbed to a piece of fried chicken yesterday. I feel like I should be attending MA (meatlovers anonymous). After the fried chicken fiasco, I decided to bag the day. The weird thing was that I didn't get hungry for hours. In fact, I was full until about 8pm. I forgot what it was like to have my hunger satisfied. It was a stark contrast from the last few days of my vegan experience. To be fair, I was living on oatmeal, Gatorade, and fruit, so I guess I didn't give myself the chance to be full. The experiment is over, but I want to go to Eli-Shia-beth's house for a vegan dinner tonight before I summarize my experience as a vegetarian and vegan.

Likelihood of torturing a dog: 33% (I feel bad that I couldn't resist the chicken and blame this on my veganism.)