The Hills Are Alive

Stepped in some chicken crap earlier, with bare feet, smells a bit. Wrapping up day three with no meat. Had to pass up some delicious sausage and meatballs at my Mom's house. I wanted to cry. I'm still not counting fish as meat. I'm watching the Sound of Music and lip syncing to Julie Andrews. So what. If you're the definition of manliness, you do what pleases you.