Where am I? Who am I? What the hell did I have for lunch today?! This single day has felt like two or three, and I might even be merging it in my brain with previous days as well. Tomorrow's Friday, right? I'm going crazy. Okay, hold on a second, I'm getting something. I finally beat The Lost Levels in its entirity yesterday, conquering the infamous D World. Funny thing there was that the somewhat common "On Screen Sprite Limit" glitch prevented Bowser from appearing when I finally reached the end of D-4. I don't know how I feel about that. I didn't cheat, but I didn't complete all the level's challenges... Hmm... Oh yea, breakfast causes cancer, so let's jump straight to lunch.
Lunch:
I knew my memory would come back to me. I had a turkey burger, a grilled cheese, and this wierd, surprisingly spicy cream of potato soup. Decent meal, if I do say so myself. But I should mention that today was "International Soup Day" at the Spit, so there were four soups availible today instead of two. What a holiday.
Very similar to my mid-afternoon habits this entire week, I sat in my room for hours on end thinking about how much next week is going to suck instead of actually doing some of that work. I've named next week "The Week From Hell." I have an 8 page paper for English (which I haven't started, of course) that my English professor guarantees "we'll struggle with." Wonderful. Wednesday night should be fun. Then pretty much every one of my other classes have assignments for next week, several of which have conveniently placed due dates of Thursday as well. What the Fuddruckers?
Dinner:
I had Pasta a la Vodka that one of my Italian friends said wasn't actually "vodka" style. It was marginal. I also had... damn, amnesia again... OH. It was Colonel Taso ripoff that wasn't Colonel Taso. Yea, food was not very good today. I'm sorry guys. I just want next week to be over.
-Professor Nesto
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