Well, in reality, I am not starving. I am really just sitting here coveting some Chipotle that is being eaten about 2 feet from me. I got to class early. Too early. The class before is still finishing up an exam. No biggie. Except there is a Chipotle right across the street. Everyone has it. It is the best Best BEST smelling stuff every, and I want some. And I am not hungry. Just the yumminess of the smell. It almost enters my nostrils as a liquid. My cloths will now smell like it. For the next 3 hours I have to think about not getting to eat it. How fair is this? Life is so unfair. . . I can't even go get some of my own, because who knows when the door to my class will open.
PS, my baby bugs are snuggled safely in a Christmas gift bag. All four jars started hatching. Guess what I am doing today. . . fatally drugging them and counting and categorizing them.
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