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It's been my observation that while Mondays and Tuesdays come and go at an alarmingly rapid rate, Wednesday feels like a whole week in itself. Yet somehow, even then there's never enough time to finish all the necessary music theory homework...
In any case, I need food. One of you GHS-ers needs to send me a crate of oranges once the citrus sale starts. Seriously. Sign me up. ASAP. The food they serve here is quickly losing its appeal. I could really go for something ... good. And by "good" I mean "not deep-fried and breaded and smothered in some sort of butter sauce." Or, "lettuce that isn't soggy and somewhat bitter-tasting." Or, my personal favorite, "soup in which the meat therein is positively identifiable." I had a discussion earlier in which a friend stated "I think it's turkey." ... My friends, the status of whether or not something is turkey should never be in doubt.
Um, yeah. Back to Vivaldi.
In any case, I need food. One of you GHS-ers needs to send me a crate of oranges once the citrus sale starts. Seriously. Sign me up. ASAP. The food they serve here is quickly losing its appeal. I could really go for something ... good. And by "good" I mean "not deep-fried and breaded and smothered in some sort of butter sauce." Or, "lettuce that isn't soggy and somewhat bitter-tasting." Or, my personal favorite, "soup in which the meat therein is positively identifiable." I had a discussion earlier in which a friend stated "I think it's turkey." ... My friends, the status of whether or not something is turkey should never be in doubt.
Um, yeah. Back to Vivaldi.