Food for Thought

Finally finished finals. I decided to go to Sue's Little Lunchbox, one of my favorite lunch trucks, and order me some victory breakfast.

Let me tell you, when an ugly fat lady--who looks like she ate an ugly skinny lady--orders a pork roll sandwich at 9:45 in the morning, you can't help but laugh.

My order was taking way too long too, it was starting to piss me off when I realized there was only one other person who ordered before I got there. He must have ordered like 10 things from the way the truck dude was packing all sorts of bags for him.

Then I heard his scottish accent. It was great. He looked like what I think a middle age scottish person who wanted to wear a kilt, but couldn't because he decided to go to school in Philadelphia would look like. I was so expecting him to bust out an "Aye, lass!" Or start talking about football... you know, the fake football where people aren't being tackled.

Yup, been awake for two hours and all sorts of interesting stuff has happened.