So its pouring rain here as it has been for the past few days and I am starving. Of course there is no appetizing food in the apartment because my whole "no need to buy groceries since you are going home" started a little too soon and I am now left with remnants of undesireables.
Then again, this is NYC, mecca of takeout, but can I really bring myself to order in knowing that someone will be out in this miserable weather because of my laziness? I picture some little guy on a bike, dodging the crazy traffic, rain pouring down his face, all so I can have my pad thai.
Damnit.
Stupid Conscience.
Looks like its peanut butter sandwich time.
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