Yes, I know this isn't about my birthday.

I just felt hungry (like I normally do around eleven back at Truman), but decided against zapping some Easy Mac because the microwave's always been kinda loud and I don't want to wake up my parents--mostly because I appreciate them not waking up me--and settled instead on Goldfish crackers and whatever soda I could grab from the box in the hall without actually seeing what I'm doing. It ended up being Cherry Coke, which is fab, because Goldfish and Cherry Coke are one of the greatest combos of "food that just doesn't belong" and I'm so glad that college taught me to combine them in the first place.