When I came home this afternoon, Brandon and I began the usual conversation of what we should do for dinner. In a lazy, whiny voice, I put my head on Brandon's shoulder and said, "I kind of just want to go and have pizza at Costco."
Brandon instantly starting laughing and said, "That's awesome because that is exactly what I wanted to suggest to you but was too afriad I was going to be shot down!"
Woa...what is the likelihood that we would both want cheap, filling, just-greasy-enough pizza slices, a super cheap fountain drink, and possibly have a churro for dessert???? Freaky. We have only had Costco dinner once before, so its not a regular option.
Anyways, now you know what we had for dinner tonight. When we came home, we became bona-fide fat Americans by plopping our snack-bar bellies on the couch and watching that horrific show Moment of Truth. We won't be doing that again. Unlike Costco dinner, that show sucks. It makes you feel bad when you watch it.
All right, now back to homework...
1 year ago