Euphoria = Vegetarians?

Song: "Float On" by Modest Mouse

So as I was driving home from work, I found myself in one of those euphoric states. Probably just a little Friday on the brain... that Friday stuff just goes straight to the head. It was refreshingly comforting. I know it sounds lame, but I feel like often we don't celebrate life enough. We mourn our existence (I blame the Catholics). Randomly, I had a rather abrupt epiphany and somehow became a vegetarian somwhere between the Lawrence Expressway exit and Highway 101. I guess it's just my way of celebrating life, but I won't get into that... rather, I'm just going to go eat something that wasn't force-fed up to the day it ceased to exist on the floor of a slaughterhouse with a severed jugular (so that I can eat a burger).