Fight.

So, I'm fully in the habit of a coffee and a cigarette for breakfast. In a word: amazing. In another word: Gross McCloud.

Anyway, this staves off breakfast for sometime whereby I typically nibble on almonds at my desk or poach eggs. But this morning I had to drive NORTH. like Canada north. SO, at noon I am starving and only half way home. Luckily for me the outlet malls (hey, they are the premium ones...) are next exit and I'm about to pee myself anyway. So I stop, pee, buy pillow cases...naturally and avoid visa havoc by not even going to the side with kate spade, cole haan and burberry, kudos me.

But I'm still hungry. I manage to avoid the obvious Auntie Anne's pretzel stop but I get hung up at the vending machine (ooh, it takes $5 bills too!) So I put in a fiver and opt for beef jerky. Protein is much needed. The little metal squiggle spins. And stops. And no beef jerky falls.
And then it spins again.
I'm hopeful.
It stops.
I'm hungry and confused.
It spins again!
I'm thrilled!
The machine continues to do these little spins (to which I can only imagine my facial expressions looked like something Lucile Ball would do), but eventually gives up and spits out 12 quarters. Awesome. So I put 8 quarters back in the machine and press the beef jerky button again. It reports to me: selection no longer available cell broken. Well this screen has about as big as a vocabulary as I do and more emotional wherewithal than some dudes I've dated but goddamn it I'm really hungry. So I opt for peanuts. E7 to be exact. $1.25. But something bad happens when I hit E7. The peanuts don't move but the meat sticks next to it do. EW. Enter another $1.25. E8. E8 is what I want. The peanuts fall. Finally. I left the meat sticks.