Feb 01, 2007 23:50
*Oriana smells what seems like ham cooking, coming from downstairs*
Oriana turns to Cal, "Do you smell that?"
Cal: "Smell what?"
*Oriana starts to feel uneasy*
"Do you smell a ham-cooking smell that seems to be coming from downstairs?"
"Yes, I smell that"
*Oriana is relieved* "Oh thank god, I thought I was going to have a seizure."
You know it's January/February for a university student when conversations like that seem totally normal.
PS: I LOVE OPERA. I think I have found my calling.