Every Friday I go to lunch with Marc. For some reason he
absolutely LOVES the Telegraph/campus area. After working on campus for 2.5 years, I'm pretty over it. But he will never be. We always run into weird UCB girls he knows or weird hip kids that he talks to. He loves
Blakes, the pasta shop in the Asian ghetto (specifically because they have pictures and he only likes to eat at places with pictures), but most of all,
Quiznos. At lunch he tells me some weird stories about the past weeks adventures that never disappoint. Today was what I expect out of lunch with Marc.
Quiznos & mind explosions.

Marc always gets some sort of chicken sandwich with bacon, white cheese, white bread and some white dressing/sauce that looks pretty gross.
Apparently
Quiznos is good if you eat meat, but I don't. Therefore, I'm left with a veggie sandwich with mediocre guacamole and some vegetables. I don't like cheese on sandwiches or mushrooms in general so I'm left with wheat bread, guacamole, lettuce, tomato & olives. Great. Really, really, great.

Today I got the usual, veggie on wheat. I ordered a small because I was going on a bike ride after & didn't want to feel gross. But they gave me a bigger one
accidentally. I ate the first half & picked apart the second. (
Side note: it didn't matter in the end that i ate most of it. I fell off my bike in west Oakland & retreated home covered in dirt and some bruises with a temporarily busted bike).
The last picture is Marc featuring his white sandwich. He's so happy.
Quiznos makes him happy. Since it was our last lunch for the summer (he's moving to Montreal) we/he had to go there.
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