Just Breathe

The musings and ramblings of a college girl just trying to get through life in one piece.

Monday, September 26, 2005

Lessons learned at and from the buffet

So, I don't like meatloaf, at all really. I had a taste one time and spit that shit right out. Cocktail sauce *is* high in protein. A ho ho is a bad thing, but a snowball is far worse. We all want spinach salad, but there seems to be alot of wilted lettuce on this campus. Sometimes, however, that wilted salad can turn into a spinach salad with a little emotion. But you never really want a Ceasar salad. Jello is kinda awkward. I don't really like having a bowl of clam chowder, but I will gladly provide you with some of your own if you like it. The Czeck food I've had hasn't really disappointed yet. The Mexican food was like a 5 course meal. I was never really a fan of that damned Irish food, I should know, I visited multiple buffets. Bread sticks are something I would never want to buy, but have had bought for me. I "accidently" dropped that fucker right in the garbage. Some shrimp are small, some are jumbo, some have metal through them, but the general consensuses is that they all need to be leg free. It is not a good I idea to eat nachos on the phone with your roommates in the room. And the first time I had Italian wedding soup, I fell and broke my glasses. Damn, the story I told his mom was priceless.

Oh yeah, and men should really remove the legs from their shrimp.

Seriously!







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