I sold my soul (or rather, my last three dollars)
Damn those girlscouts and their cookies. All of last week they were everywhere on campus, with their samoas (my personal favorite) and thin mints. But I held strong, I was resolute and didn't buy any the ENTIRE week. Yesterday I breathed a sigh of relief, because I had passed this test of lust and hunger, and I saw no more Girlscouts on campus. Then I walked over to the Manzanita parking lot where Andrew was going to pick me up, and lo and behold, I encountered the devil. Two little girls with big eyes and even bigger grins came runnning up to me and asked if I wanted to buy some cookies. And I gave in. Who can resist the devil when he looks at you with eyes covered in coconut and chocolate. Mmmm, chocolate. And now I've eaten three before 10 am. Oops.