So I might Just Fast for Lunch Tomorrow

So now I'm sitting here with a possibly broken thumb, a bruised chest, and marinara stains all over my shirt...

Well, I guess I better go down to the cafeteria to grab some new cutlery. As I cafeteria i reach out and throw the door "open", or what I thought was open, which in reality was only at best 3/4's open. This 3/4's turns out to be just enough "open" to perfectly aim the skinny side of the door directly at my chest. Well, with the velocity of my anticipated entry through the doorway, my little "Siskel and Ebert" never really stood a chance. The force of this blow was so severe it actually knocked the wind out of me. I can't really decide whether or not i was lucky that the position of my thumb at this moment was sandwiched betwixt spotted green cotton and metal. On the one hand, although small, it provided some buffer between my chest and that devil of a door (i mean what kind of door only opens 3/4's). Yet, at the same time, it focused the force of the blow into one exact spot on my chest. I'd have to say that one is a toss-up.The only saving grace of this whole incident is that the usually packed cafeteria, was unusually empty, nobody had seen my human-battering-ram. So though my thumb may be shattered, my ego is left intact...

Mmmmmmm.....this is some really good pizza. I can't believe how soft the crust got overnight in the fridge, I can actually cut right through this with my plastic fork, amazing. Hmm...this crust is a little tougher than the rest of the piz...