free lunches < 3

so I'm actually not a cheap person...or at least I don't think I am. I like spending money on myself and on people. Generally. But sometimes, there are moments when my cheapness surprises me. For instance, I love to attend meetings of clubs that I don't belong to because they give free lunch. Today, I went to the Federalist Society's meeting to eat a Panera-box lunch. This was one of the best lunches I've had at a club meeting. A whole Panera sandwich, a huge cookie, and a bag of chips! That club must be so rich! APALSA could never afford to feed the mass such an expensive lunch!

So as everyone knows, there is no such thing as a free lunch. In order to enjoy this lunch, I had to listen to a constitutional law scholar (I think he was one) talk about the Constitution and what he thinks Obama thinks about the Constitution. I'm sure he was knowledgeable and renown in his field but his delivery didn't quite capture my attention. Because I have some sense of shame and duty, I try to stay and listen to the whole spiel during these type of lunch meetings even if the speakers are boring and I'm done eating. If there's one thing I don't like, it's people who don't keep formalities. Even though my main motivation for attending the meeting was free lunch, I wanted to at least sit there for as long as possible and hear out the message. Thankfully, today I had a reason to leave early-- CLASS! Last time, my sister ditched me after finishing her pizza while I stayed to listen to a really boring speaker talk on and on and on. For a slice of pizza.

Also, another instance when I know I'm being uber-cheap...my inability to spend money on post-its. After having worked, I cannot bring myself to purchase post-its. They were free and abundant at work! I always tab my textbook with post-its when I'm at the library...because those post-its are free! How do people spend real money on post-its? Strange.


great thing about being single: I can have many male friends. I can also have crushes on professors without feeling weird (sort of).

sad thing about being single: after my male friends get girlfriends or go on dates, I have to make sure their girlfriends/dates think I'm either asexual/interested in someone else/unattractive in order to escape any possibility of wrath. Or...stay away from the male friend until he's single again. Girls are insane. Every girl thinks every other girl has a crush on their boyfriend.