Thursdays are my worst day of the week. For the only time during my rotation, I have three classes all in a row, from 9-1, basically. Well, I can't say I like this too much, but starting off with Calculus always puts a smile on my face. About halfway through my second class, Sociology, I got really fucking hungry. Seeing as breakfast causes cancer, I was weary to partake in such a ritual. So I stood up, threw my chair at the girl sitting next to me, and beat my professor senselessly with my cane*. Then I got a pretzel from The Exchange after class, hoping it would tide me over until lunch.
After English, I headed back to McGuire to see if any hallmates would enjoy joining me in my adventure to the Spit. Unfortunately, upon my arrival, I see Bob and Jake (not Sanders), my usual lunch mates, coming back from lunch. All of a sudden, I cracked out my cane sword and impaled both of them*. I decided to screw lunch and take a nap instead.
Later on in the day, as I'm doing homework, Bob comes in and informs me that he successfully stole Vinny's box of pens as he was talking to him. I was impressed, and suggested that we do some more damage. Vinny, already in a subpar mood, needed some cheering up. Bob and I welcome ourselves into his room and we talk about how hard it is for him to survive harrassment all week. He's hopeful that the weekend will lift his spirits. In the meantime, I steal Vinny's hole puncher and place the bulky object in by kangaroo pockets. It's so obvious that something unnatural is in there, yet Vinny doesn't seem to notice. Bob and I soon leave the room, and I show him the hole puncher. He begins to laugh as he pulls out Vinny's big headphones, which I did not see him take. We share a hearty laugh, and make our way back to my room. I hand Bob the hole puncher as I search for my keys.
To our dismay, Vinny heard the laughing, and came out to see what was so funny. Bob, holding both objects in his arms in clear sight, is in a dead end. By some divine force, though, Vinny completely overlooks this, and Bob successfully enters my room and hides the objects under my covers. "What am I, some guy to come for a laugh?" Vinny asks sarcastically. He leaves happily.
About 2 minutes later, Vinny storms back in, demanding to know what happened to his headphones. "We don't know, you must have misplaced them."
"That's bullshit, you two were the only ones in my room!"
"Would we ever lie to you, Vinny?" He shakes his head, and walks out convinced that we were telling the truth.
Well, it evolved from there, but basically, Vinny soon realized that we did know something about it, and got really pissed. Soon, we assured him that we would look for the objects. We come back, Bob wearing the headphones, and he tells Vinny that we found them in Erik's room. Maybe he was just "playin'," as Vinny would say, but he seemed to actually buy into the fact that he misplaced his headphones in my room for some otherworldly reason.
Wait, this is a food blog, right?
Dinner:
At the Spit for an early dinner, I approached the deli, where I usually get my chicken paninis. For some reason, I decide to mix it up. I get a tuna sub instead, something I regretted as soon as I saw the final product. For the sake of spicing up my post tonight, I got a meatball slice of pizza, and something that had "lamb" in the title. Turns out, that lamb dish looked like lamb shit to me. It literally looked like a pile of crap. It was absolutely disgusting. As I pronounced at the end of the meal, pounding my fists on the table, "This was a thoroughly disappointing meal!"
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*This sentence may or may not be complete bullshit.
-Professor Nesto
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