My lunch order from Zippy's arrived ... apparently they were under the impression that I asked for an onion sandwich with roast beef. X.x So my neighbors are gonna hate me. As I settled down to eat it, I discovered to my chagrin that I'd chosen the Evil, Knee-Eating Table ... I imagine the other students were wondering why I was writhing and pounding on the table in silent agony. Eventually, when I could see, breathe, and speak again, I managed to croak out an explanation around pained gasps.
Stupid trick knee. :P
Anyway, I have just enough time to scoot across the street to Starbucks, so off I go! Maybe a mint mocha frappuccino will counter the Onions From Hell.