Some days you just have to change it up a little bit. You see, no cafeteria can supply edible food every day, and the Binz Refectory at the University of St. Thomas is no exception. I believe it was some sort of quesadilla that was being served (beef or cheese, please), and they were so flat they looked like somebody took a rolling pin to them before serving. Not that that is a bad thing - taste trumps appearance any day - but goodness, I simply had to say ‘no’ to grease-soaked tortilla, ‘no’ to the desserts (which develop a hard outer casing after a few days of being set out each dining period), and ‘no’ to everything else … except one thing.
Cereal to the rescue! My usual combination consists of a good fresh base of granola with a light coating of Apple Jacks on top. The Binz keepers recently got rid of the months and months old granola earlier, reducing the Milk Soak Time required to transform the raisins into edible masses of dried fruit-delight rather than teeth-assassinating chunks of tar. This made for a delightfully chewable, healthy, and refreshingly lunch.
Seventy five degrees today. Seventy five. Amazing for early April. Absolutely gorgeous. It’s the kind of day that you have a hard time feeling stressed during - the kind of day people stay in Minnesota for. Fresh air, everyone outside lounging and studying in the sunshine. The leaves aren’t on the trees quite yet, so indeed it is not as green as could be, but that fresh ground thawing smell is all around and spring fever has hit almost as hard as everyone’s hay fever.
Mykala and I sandalled (I hope you accept this new word, a verb meaning ‘to walk in sandals’) from our 9:35 to 11:55 classes with nary a shiver. Now, I am currently catching up on email for all my classes, registration, and work stuff. Amongst the piles of mail, I found a ‘resident study’ requesting my input. I have been filling out the form, and generally responding quite positively. However, there was one question that bothered me a bit; it requested my feedback on ‘Temperature regulation in your room.’ Note that the pipes froze in my room this past December, flooding it and causing about twelve hundred dollars in damage.
I marked ‘very disatisfied.’
The song “No Matter What You Do” by Benny Benassi has this little electronic “wooWOOwoo” in in that has been in my head since about 3:30am earlier today. It is a fantastic electronic thumping body rocking anthem that everyone who has the means simply must hear some time. I feel like that sentence should be followed by “dahhling” and a snobby Olde-Money-London laugh.
Flying through the basement of BEC today (literally running errands), I had to pause to take this picture on the phone. Apparently there is going to be a photo copier rave tonight, and all the machines are gearing up for a dance party of epic proportions. Bet they had no trouble printing up flyers for it. I hope they play “No Matter What You Do” at the party - I’m seeing Kinkos meets Mitsubishi Eclipse ads here. Honestly, though, if I find out what they were doing there, I will let you know.
Signed Sincerely (Your only tumbledry updater),
Alex Micek
