What I'll do for a sandwich:

[starzki]

I've been craving a Jimmy John's veggie sandwich since mid-February.  (Jimmy John's is like Subway with better fixings and bread.)  Let me take a moment to explain this veggie sandwich.  I usually avoid "veggie sandwiches" in any kind of fast food place because they think people who eat veggie sandwiches like onions, peppers, and/or olives.  Wrong!  When I ask for a Jimmy John's veggie sandwich, I don't have to qualify it with any kind of "But no green onions" or "Can you hold the cabbage?"  At Jimmy John's, I say, "Veggie sandwich, please," and that's it!  It's beautiful.  It has mozzarella cheese, mayo, mustard, a ton of lettuce, bean sprouts, cucumbers, tomatoes, and (oh, sweet God) huge slices of avocado.  It's as delicious a sandwich as can be made.

My craving for one got the best of me as I was leaving work last night.  There's a Jimmy John's just a couple of blocks away from my building.  But it's in the creepy, sparsely populated and rarely traveled small warehouse district in this part of the city.  It was also 8PM (after dark) when I left.  So walking down these poorly lit, nearly-deserted streets, I start getting that not-so-safe feeling.  Keeping extra vigilant, watching everything around me, I thought it might not be so bad to turn on my MP3 player to chill me out a little.

The song that came on:  Better than Ezra's "One More Murder."

I had to laugh.  It was then, when I knew there was no way my life was such that I provided my own appropriate soundtrack, that I knew I was fine.

And the sandwich was delicious and completely worth it.