A couple of friends and I took a late-night walk to WinCo. Not out of any particular desire to go to WinCo, but because it was a destination that would make out walk the approximate length we wanted. Upon arriving there, however, we decided we needed to buy something. This was our first mistake. We then decided what we really needed was a dozen doughnuts from the (now closed) bakery. Our second mistake. And then, on the way back, we decided to eat some of these doughnuts. Our third and most grievous mistake.
Not only were they the most foul-tasting pastries any of us could remember eating, but they made all three of us sick. So, moral of the story, never eat baked goods from WinCo. Unless you hate yourself, in which case it’s a pretty cheap way to inflict pain.
This was also the first week I was able to attend all of my classes, having been absent at least one day of each of the previous three weeks due to a series of unrelated events. Trying to fix my sleep schedule at the same time made it quite the ordeal, and while I’m glad to finally be settled in, I am equally glad that it is now Friday and I can be comatose for the next 48 hours.