half past nomad

I still recall that craving. It struck me over 3 years ago. A craving, an insane one, for roast beef. I had just come back to school after a semester of work and I was sitting in the libary. Or the computer lab. Or maybe even some campus place, I can’t remember.

I finally gave in, walked over to the local Arby’s and ordered their largest, biggest, mega-est sandwich. With extra cheddar cheese.

No drink. I swallowed that baby down in a two minutes flat. And have lived roast-beef crave free since.

This entry was posted on Saturday, July 26th, 2003 at 9:15 pm and is filed under Blogathon03.