Morgan and I went to the Olive Garden tonight for dinner. We'd went to the mall for a little money wasting, and I didn't feel like going to the grocery store, then cooking. So off to the Olive Garden we went. Oh holy shit, the Stuffed Shells W/Shrimp are sooooo good. Seriously, I could eat them every day for the rest of my life. Morgan had the Chicken Parmigian, which he gets all the time. It looked good, but the shells were fucking pimp. OK, I'll stop now.
I have a Nine Inch Nails record hanging on the wall. I don't know what that says about us, but it probably isn't good.
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