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For the past two weeks we've been ordering "Indian" food

(it's in quotes because it's really Pakistani but other than Dolly none of us know the difference, don't judge) 

Collecting it reminds me of a drug deal (not that I have any personal experience, I can only compare it to what I see on tv). Dolly get's a text saying the guy is on campus, then we go to a car that is parked behind the WMG building. We give him cash, and he gives us brown bags and plastic sacks with stuff in them. 

White collar drug deal, right?

The foods pretty good but we all (except Dolly again) have begun asking for "less spicy" - we were starting to burn off taste buds because it was so hot. Yerkish actually started sweating one time because it was so spicy.

The price is good but we've almost reached our capacity for curry variations in the span of a few weeks. Good thing we'll be done spending 12-14 hours a day on campus because we're starting to run out of food options we're willing to consume.