College is sad because obnoxiously mediocre breakfast food is pretty typical.
Life is happy, because college food is only temporary, french toast is celestial.
When I am a famous foreign correspondent, like Anderson Cooper or Rory Gilmore I will be able to eat whatever I want for Breakfast.
if Rory Gilmore were a real person, and not just a whiny college drop out, she would eat bacon for breakfast everyday, and then be whisked away to foreign places to cover awesome stories.
Some day I hope that I will be able to train my metabolism to only need breakfast.
For example: If i can sqeeze 2,000 calories in before 10 a.m. and then be done, that would be pretty much ideal.
Yup...probably about 2000 calories.
Also, this will be convenient as a famous foreign correspondent because then when someone says " hey, terrorists just attacked...everyone, But I'm hungry, we should eat lunch before we go cover it"
I'll be all " guys, I got this" and then I will retire and become the next Thomas Freidman, or Oprah.
I think this plan will work because if Wesley can train himself to be completely oblivious to torture I should be able to do the same with non breakfast food.
Just a thought.
Once Westley decides he wants a girl with a non pastry name, we will live happily ever after in the Fire Swamp
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