breakfast... or lack thereof

So this is just a little bit of me complaining. I do that from time to time, you may have noticed.
I'm on a meal plan over at this college, something that I have to pay for... then walk into the cafeteria and swipe my card so they can keep track of me... or something like that.
Well, about two weeks ago they cut down on our breakfast options. Usually, there are muffins (or at least things that vaguely resemble muffins) now there are none.
This week, I discover that they've also gotten rid of the cinnamon rolls, and the doughnuts, and neglected to refill the eggs when they were depleted.
So I had two little sausages for breakfast this morning.
I'm a bit displeased at the moment.

24

Previously on 24...
Vulpecula was invited to the 24th birthday of her cousin- however, it soon became apparent that the gathering was not one of celebration, but rather, an intense manhunt. Delegated the role of "Edgar" Vulpecula was contacted by "Jack" on behalf of her cousin "Tony"- the team was to assemble at the post office. The latest in GPS technology at her fingertips, "Edgar" soon arrived.

The following takes place between 8:15 and 9:15 pm.
It's a dark night and the post office is eerily silent- but what does that matter to a ghost of seasons past like "Edgar"?
The first to arrive, she paces anxiously in front of the building, pondering whether or not to call her teammates to confirm the location. As she pulls out her phone, a van pulls up- "Jack" is driving, a bag of tricks under his arm and earpiece secured in his left ear. "Tony" exits the vehicle as well, mere moments later the entire team is assembled- "Audrey" pulls aside a woman to give her the details, which are in turn relayed to the group.
"A bomb has been placed in San Angelo-
Float on by to your first clue.
You have 4.04 minutes to get there"
Displaying his usual clarity, Jack is the first to realize that the location is a bar- the 404. Tony takes the wheel of the van and the team screeches off into the night. With some reckless driving (after all, what speed limits apply with a bomb in the equation?) the group makes it to the parking lot in time. Tony discovers a cardboard box, with further instructions.
Apparently, the bomb is not there- but the team must meet with President Logan to get more information, while Audrey heads back to CTU headquarters. With some more "careful" driving, the group arrives at Logan's Roadhouse, and confirms their location by sending a photo-message to Audrey. No sooner had they informed the lady of their whereabouts, a threatening text message was sent to Jack and Tony- Their loved ones had been compromised!
Now they had to choose which would take priority in this deadly race.
"Torture is a Hobby of mine" read the clue- everyone knew the answer but Edgar said it anyway- "The Hobby Lobby!" Fortunately the Hobby Lobby was right across the street- True to the villain's note, President Logan's former wife was locked in a car in the parking lot- quite distraught. The door was opened and she spilled out, wailing that the assistants had placed a something, possibly a bomb, on her back, and that the other bombs had been moved to a "new location".
The "bomb" was actually a note- Tony only needed to glance at the last line to know the location- CTU headquarters! Arriving at the scene, Jack used some things from his bag of tricks to defuse a bomb wired to the door- within we found Audrey and the Terrorist, Audrey was bound with zipties, a "bomb" at her feet. With great bravery and swiftness, Tony defused the bomb.

So yeah, that's what I did tonight. The "bomb" was actually a cake with candles. Fun party, huh?

Silence Night

It's not fun for fruit bat, but she's stricken with a nasty sore throat- so tonight's been very quiet so far. It's mean of me, but every time she pulls out her pad of paper and marker- as she just did, to mock me for writing this post, I have to laugh.

Costumes

As promised, here are our costumes. Fruit bat is a "celestial sorceress" I'm the pied piper.
We went to a Halloween party on the 30th, I needed to have social credit for the honors program.
They had a photo-scavenger hunt thing, and our group won (which surprised me, because my group doesn't usually win.)
It was funny though, on the elevator ride up to the lounge, the door opened, and I saw a demon-clown with a small sycthe standing so that he was hidden from view. I had a split second in which I very clearly remember deciding not to freak out, and stepped into the elevator. Fruit Bat didn't have this wonderful moment- she saw him and freaked out a little. Hehehehe....
The scavenger hunt was a bit of a disappointment, we had nine clues in poem form that led us from place to place on the campus- that was fine. What would have been MUCH BETTER would be if there were something actually AT the locations we were supposed to find, so that we would know that we did it right.
Like the confirmation noise it plays in video game "Good Job! You got the right answer! (But the princess is in another tower....)"
Anyway. There's a little of that night.