Last week I went a little overboard while making lunch and loaded my quesadilla with too many fillings. I had to eat it with a knife and fork, which worked out pretty well cleanliness-wise, but really I only worried that I looked like some freak from this episode of Seinfeld.

I found out that quesadilla means "little cheesy thing".

One of the more depressing features of my life right now is the fact that the only people I recognize are people who ride my bus, and the only time I recognize them is when I am riding the bus.