Aug 28, 2007 18:53
This is why I love my roommates. I went to the gym with Phil, and was sweaty and gross after (as one tends to be), so I really really did not want to go into Alliot. I was being angsty, because I was starving, but I figured that I had food up here.
After my shower, I remember that all of my food is microwavable . . . and we have no microwave. So I, naturally, got really upset for no reason and was pitying myself, while eating a dry hunk of bread in my room, ready to cry.
Megan knew IMMEDIATELY what was wrong (before I even really did) and sat me down and forced me to eat their left-overs, and now I feel 100% better. Gotta love the Italians.
I just feel so bad for Phil. He had no idea what was going on. Living on North Campus sucks purely for the fact that I can't get to food, and more importantly, to him whenever I want.
I think we have a schedule worked out, but in conclusion:
1.) I love my roommates for knowing how truly important my food is
2.) I love Megan because she thought my icon was a photo of me
3.) I love Emily for making deliciousness
4.) I love Phil for humoring me and being such a kind man.
self-pity,
megan,
emily,
phil,
food