Dinner tonight

Working in the lobby at "Herbie Hall" is by far the easiest and easily the best job I have ever had.
  I sit on a couch my entire shift (plus)
  I control the flat screen's remote (plus)
  I can bring my laptop with me and do whatever my heart desires, tonight: looking at different blogs (plus plus)
 the entertainment I partake in to who walks in and out of the main doors all night, you'd be surprised at how much drama that has the ability to create (i can't decide if that's a plus or not.)
{This may be the best plus}
    Living in "Herbie Hall" is unique being the "ag" dorm on campus means a few different things.  I'll just tell you about one for now.
          *particular boys make random appearances at unexpected times, from outside where they have been for hours on end ropping "dummies" just to warm their hands on the back of 3 extra squeamish girls [one of the boys being extra cute always tries to tell me that his lips are cold and only mine can warm them up <3 he's my favorite]

Tonight on the other hand, the lobby was quiet and the only boys in the lobby were playing pool and were conversing with themselves about, pool. {BLAHH}

But, then my dinner arrived! kept warm inside the Styrofoam house waiting for me to open it and devour the whole thing.

 
 Yep that's right a pork burrito, fresh, hot french fries, with a side of ranch, and a diet.  5 star dinner right there!
Here's how this works,  I gave the boy with the cold lips a card that my boss wrote on saying I was in fact working, that he gives to one of the caff employees in return for a Styrofoam container, cup and plastic silverware.  Cold lips boy then calls me and tells me about the caff's "wonderful" selection of food for that evening and I in return give him my choice which tonight was
*2 pork burritos
*a diet carbonated beverage (its diet right?!? that should count for something!)
*dessert (whatever is available)
since the caff opens at 5 and cold lips boy didn't make it to the caff until 6 dessert is gone {BOOO!} and there is only enough pork left to make ONE burrito
(that's where the fries come in... and my very favorite caff staff member which I like to believe is in fact, Jamaican.)  Cold lips boy asks him for fries and hands him my Styrofoam house.  Jamaican cook says that he is all out of fries, then sees the Styrofoam, asks cold lips boy if he can wait for a fresh batch.  After cold lips boy replies, Jamaican cook makes me and my Styrofoam house our very own special batch of fries. He then proceeds to wrap up my burrito (which another caff staff member just slopped inside the Styrofoam, and wraps the side of ranch in surran wrap.  Did I mention that he is my favorite?

Cold lips boy told me all of this when he brought this to me, in the lobby of "Herbie Hall".  After he stole a kiss, and before he proceeded to go back outside into the cold to spend another hour or two ropping with the other silly "Herbie Hall" boys.