Eww!

Being that it looks like I'll be putting in at least another 12 hours for school today, I decided to grab a bite at the Marketplace Cafe in the Tanner Building. Normally, this strategy works out very well for me: they have a grilled panini with ham, cheese, and BACON, on wheat bread. It's pretty great for under $5. The problem is that, today, they were out of wheat bread. Do you know how long it's been since I've had a sandwich on white bread? Normally, I'd rather slit my wrists, but today, I'm pretty desperate because of my schedule. It was, as my sister says, Grody to the max. (yes, she was a teen in the 80's)

Remind me never to eat white bread on a sandwich again, okay? I grew up on homemade wheat bread, and Great Harvest's nine-grain whenever we bought bread: I grew up on the good stuff.

This is like . . . tangent alert! Remember that FRIENDS episode where the guys have switched apartments, and the girls want it back, and Chandler says to Joey, "We can't go back there; didn't you ever read 'Flowers for Algernon'?" "Didn't you ever read Sports Illustrated? NO--I didn't read yours!"

This white bread incident is my "Flowers for Algernon." Once you go wheat, you can never go back.