Hmm... burritos... I could go to Chipotle for lunch, instead of a salad. It's a total toss-up, though: A longer walk for warm food vs cold food right downstairs. Although they have soup downstairs... hmmmm t /stream of consciousness lunch
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I could go to Chipotle for lunch, instead of a salad.
Chipotle has salads now! (I mean, it's basically a burrito bol with dressing, but they call it a salad. Oh, and I think it has lettuce instead of rice.)
Having skipped class last night, I got an email from one of my fellow group members which ended with:
outside of this info. it was all talk of number theory. you can only imagine the excitement.
Chipotle has salads now! (I mean, it's basically a burrito bol with dressing, but they call it a salad. Oh, and I think it has lettuce instead of rice.)
Ooh, I would enjoy that. But possibly not enough to walk there and back today.
I'm going to go get myself a Schlotsky's sandwhich.
I wonder if my cheese craving is related to my wiredness.
Cheese cravings need no justification.
My lunch is/was roasted turkey and provolone with parsley (tasted more pestoy) mayo on a ciabatta, with a handful of greens with some sort of tangy dressing.
Saving the other half for later.
Still going to go into a food coma, though. I mean, TURKEY. But the roast beed had blue cheese and nothing else really appealed.
I just worked out why my father's going to Shanghai this autumn. Tennis. I'm such a slow learner.
msbelle, my Thatcher thing was perfectly sensible. Woman. In charge of country. When you're ten, that's very impressive. I may only recently have started crying when women do stuff onscreen, but the seeds were well laid.
This fall, a woman will be president indeed.
Happy Birthday, Matt!
my Thatcher thing was perfectly sensible. Woman. In charge of country. When you're ten, that's very impressive.
And then you realize that the helmet hair should have been a warning that she was not, actually, the kind of person you want in charge anyway, right? I mean, yay woman, but, of all women -- Margaret Thatcher?
That is like worshipping Phyllis Schlafly, or Ann Coulter.