excuse my awkwardness, you don't recognize me...do you?

Dear Food Co-op,

you had served me well.

Duke needs a place like this.  Locally sourced, volunteer based, and homey - not too far from the go green, back to the land vibes I get from trekking around downtown Durham.  We already have a farm, couldn't be too outlandish to put in a co-op.  Or maybe what I'm really saying is that pumpkin needs to be a more popular campus food... and it shouldn't be this difficult to just be a vegetarian for a day or two.

At Melbourne, if you volunteer for two hours at the co-op, you get a free meal,

which I kept up for about a couple of weeks before I got too busy and a lot lazy and a little bit scattered in organizing my days.

I don't know why I stopped; it wasn't hard - I was just asked to chop up and roast pumpkin and run the cash register.  Better yet, if I didn't want to do either of those things, I could just casually wonder behind the counter to serve people their pies and rolls or leisurely wash a few cups.

hot pumpkin and tofu pie 

cold smoked tofu and onion jam salad roll

It took me a whole semester to talk my friends into doing it, and by then, I was trying to get my shit together for exams (kind of a theme in my life).  But maybe I would've saved myself ten pounds by eating vegan/vegetarian/gluten free Aussie fad foods instead of sausages cradled in slices of white bread and drenched in ketchup.

Two more weeks until sunshine-y beach-y paradise (read: starve/work myself to bikini-ready body... I shouldn't say that, it's eating disorders awareness week... but you know what I mean.  In all seriousness, it's not happening anyways...the worst feeling in the world is hunger).

I need a soy latte.
I need to not bomb my next orgo test.
I need a burrito bowl from Chipotle.
I need an other half.
I need to be able to do things/take classes I care about.
I need to get drunk this weekend.