So, while I would normally be trooping downstairs to the lovely House 42 communal kitchen, and making a little kettle corn and opening up a lovely brew, I am in my room drinking water. ::sigh::
I am consoling myself with thoughts of stopping at Starbucks on the way home for that amazingly decadent treat: A Peppermint Mocha Latte. It's a good thing that they don't serve those things all year round, or I would be working on a 40 pound seminary weight gain, rather than just a thirty pound one. After all, I'll be VERY hungry.