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Ok so Friday started out as a pretty normal day. Laying in bed thinking in that half sleep sort of logical way "if I'm awake but still laying in bed it doesn't really count as sleeping in and it won't mess up my sleep patterns because I really did `get up' when my alarm went off - at least in mind if not also in body." So I did stuff in the morning and early afternoon (obviously productive sorts of things that I can quite remember or I would enumerate them now) and went to the ultra informative definition listing discussion for computational complexity in the afternoon. Really, copying definitions from the chalk board as the TA writes them and then reads them to us is a perfect Friday 3rd grade nostalgia sort of experience. To bad I forgot that lined paper with the two top and bottom solid lines and the dashed one in the middle for the short letters, at least that way I could have worked on my penmanship. Anyway, during all of my productiveness and packing to go to the 'rents for the weekend (for celebratory chocolate cake :) ) I did not get much lunch.
I stopped for gas on the way home and when I went into the "convenience store" I discovered that there was a line for both the restroom and to buy snacks so instead I decided to run across the parking lot to the Arby's. The people in the Arby's were both friendly and entertaining - there was a kid just finishing his "dude, that was a long day dude, I mean what a day dude, nonstop!" shift. So I ordered some curly fries and a drink and the man who appeared to be in charge "accidentally" gave me a shake instead of a soda. Wow, what a nice way to officially start the weekend - with a coffee/chocolate flavored shake. So, I grabbed a straw and my food and went back to the car. A few minutes later when I went to take a slurp of my shake I noticed that the straw felt a little odd in my mouth, "hmmm that's strange - this straw feels a bit smaller than usual." I think I must have grabbed some kind of wrapped coffee stirrer disguised as a straw. Oh man! The torture of having a shake right there with no way to get it into my mouth. I slurped really hard but not having had to suck my drinks out of my cup since graduating from sippy cups to cups without lids as a child my sucking muscles seem to be a bit out of shape. I waited a while and drank a bit of the melted part but it really wasn't the same. Obviously this is a lesson in what happens when you don't keep backup dessert eating utensils in the glove box.