Yeah, so I got a free Chipotle burrito yesterday--I went on Hallowen night before going to 6th street to see the costumes, and saw that for Election day, if you brought in a receipt from Halloween, you get a free burrito. So I saved my receipt. But last night, I forgot and ate dinner before Aaron reminded me about the free burrito...so, needless to say, I went anyway--hey, that's 6 bucks free...

And I planned, I really did plan, on eating it for lunch and dinner today. But after I got the burrito to go, I had to put it in my backpack and go to the library to read about the devil. or physics...whichever you prefer. In any case, I had to carry this warm, inviting burrito around in my backpack at the library, and with every step, I could hear the paper bag crinkling teasingly. By the time I was 3/4 of the way done on the chapter about the devil's nutritional needs...or Oscillations and Simple Harmonic movement, whatever you prefer, it's really all the same anyway...I was starving.

So at about 11:00 p.m. I gave in to temptation and ate about 4/5ths of that burrito. I tell you, feeding me has been like shoveling gravel into the Grand Canyon these days...



It's finally winter!!!~Out comes the Sarah McLachlin. She is totally winter music. It's cool, everything seems more interesting when it's cold. Hell I even feel more interesting, like I am mysterious and not just what you see. (Come to think of it, that's what I always felt like in high school which is what kept me from caring what other people thought about me...I really need to recapture that feeling...)--Is that conceit? or survival?



Tonight when I went downstairs to eat at the Jester cafeteria, there was some guy with a guitar singing, I guess it was Open Mike Night or something...but he was so into it, so earnestly strumming and passionately singing, that I pitied, ridiculed and yet admired him at the same time. It's just too ridiculous hearing his tortured music about how lost he feels, when I'm putting some cheese on my salad and picking up some milk. And yet, I have to admire the amount of idealism and passion it must take for him to want to pour out his innermost feelings to the masticating masses...