I really do swear that, contrary to recent posting trends, I am seriously on a hiatus.
However, sometimes I do something so ridiculous that it needs to be shared.
So, today, I'm at lunch at the campus pub, celebrating a friend's successful thesis defense. I've ordered a veggie burger with cheese, and when it arrives, the server points at some napkin-wrapped cutlery across the table. I reach for it.
Just as I am going to put my burger together, a guy across the table says, "So, you like cheese, hey?"
I pause. "Yeah, why?"
"No, seriously, " I reply. "I feel like I'm missing something here."
He tells me to look at my shirt.
I have somehow managed to dunk my left breast in the melting cheese on my burger. It appears as though I have an engorged flaky cheddar areola.
Did I mention that I defend my PhD proposal this afternoon?
Wednesday, June 24, 2009