A Tribute to the J-Man

Alright. I'll be frank with you folks. I have to BS a schedule for next semester before 6 am tomorrow morning when my registration takes place. Hopefully you all understand why I can't ramble for long! However, as I have been taught time and time again...food blog comes first! So despite the fact that I am beyond the point of physical exhaustion, I will press on!

While technically this is completely irrelevant, I'd like to start off my blog with a story from last night, and then hopefully I'll be able to tie it together with the events of today before I'm done writing! Hey, I've pulled off crazier things! So last night...it all started when Jesse and I were preparing to head off to fencing. I threw on my gym stuff, wrapped myself as tightly as possible in my coat, and headed out into the freezing cold wilderness that is Millersville. When I was about halfway to the gym, Jesse informed me that he actually had no intention of going to fencing! In fact he was considering never going back. And on top of that, he wanted to take me with him! Little did he know that I'm not fencing for the fame. I'm not fencing for the women. I'm not fencing for the fortune. Hell, I'm not even fencing for the hell of it! Oh no, I had something much bigger to prove. I had to honor my hero and source of worldly knowledge...this was for Mr. Jonas!

And so I headed off to fencing, under the impression that my leg muscles would be taking quite the beating. However once I got there, I discovered that there was some deep shit going down in the Millersville Fencing Guild! The treasurer sat us all down and initiated a "group meeting"...which basically meant that all the higher ups relentlessly verbally attacked one another! It was intense! Of course, me and the other first year fencers had no idea what the hell was going on, and we just sat there and stared at each other wondering if this was actually happening! The group meeting ended up lasting the entire three hours of fencing practice...yipes! I'm surprised I'm still alive.
Oh wait...and then at the end, they informed us that WE ALL HAVE TO PAY! Damn! They never told us it would cost money! I guess I'll have to scrap up the money...for Mr. Jonas' sake!

Breakfast: Welp, now that my irrelevant story is finished, I can get on with the food blog!! I come to you folks today with a situation that requires urgent attention. Despite recent "speculations" that breakfast causes cancer, I've yet to see any proof in this! I've had breakfast on several occasions, and unless it has evaded my attention, I have yet to suffer from any sort of cancer! In fact, if I recall correctly, the poll that was held a good while back was significantly skewed in favor of this theory which was forced upon us! I understand that what I am saying is a very serious offense, and may even be seen as disrespectful and critical of generally accepted fact, but just disregarding my concerns is ignorant! Now you may say that I'm a blasphemer...a reject even...but I ask you to think back to a time when theories that are now accepted as scientific fact were once thought about in the same way! Please...I ask that you dig deep into your souls and search for the true answer rather than what the food blog feeds to you!
For this reason, I hereby announce that I will be going on an eating strike! I vouch to have breakfast every single morning, no matter the cost or toll it takes on my mortal body! I hope you see my example and consider the fact that breakfast may not be as harmful as we have always thought! I hope you use your vast knowledge of AP Psychology to realize that the phobia of breakfast which confines your existence is merely another case of the Placebo effect! It's true because you believe it's true...and that means that you can believe otherwise! (Thank you Mr. Jonas!)
If we start with breakfast, then what's next? Lunch? Oh before we know it, we'll be eating crackers periodically throughout the day thanks to the fear that anything else will give us cancer! I ask that you take actions against such a horrible fate! Let's all go have the most bountiful breakfasts we possibly can this weekend!

So this morning I headed over to the...oh wait, I forgot to eat breakfast this morning.

Lunch: For lunch today, I was a lone wolf. After math, I was in dire need of something to wake me up...and what better to do that than a trip to the Galley?! I had no companions with me, so I just went by myself. I got a piece of plain pizza, some macaroni and cheese, a piece of pumpkin pie, and a large cherry coke! Spectacular! Certainly a lunch of champions! The pumpkin pie was especially good, as it unfortunately seems to be a rarity in these parts.

Dinner: At around 6:00, I headed over to the North Side Bistro, which is not my normal place of dining. But I suppose change is good, so me and my roommate headed over and met Jesse there. I had some sort of crazy pasta, french fries, and a salad, with a coke. For dessert, they had a sundae bar, so naturally I headed there for dessert and made myself a sundae with more caramel than could fit in my stomach! Delicious!

After dinner I headed over to Jesse's room where he got me to play Guitar Hero 3. Now as you all may know, I'm not a big fan of Guitar Hero, because it's on 24/7 in my room. But since my roommate has yet to play GH3, this was the first time I had seen in it action. I have to admit, it was pretty awesome! I played all sorts of classics like Paint it Black, some crazy French song, and of course...My Name is Jonas! What a masterpiece! It took me more than a few tries, but I was eventually able to pass My Name is Jonas on Hard mode! Jackpot!

...hmmm...what's this? Did I just manage to link my irrelevant story with the actual entry?! I believe so! You see folks? Mr. Jonas can do anything! So this one's for you Mr. Jonas, and all your worldly wisdom! And now I have to go make a schedule! Joy!