I was hungry at Friday night when I got back to motel from A-kon. We didn't get a chance to have dinner because of the schedule: first it was lining up for the concert, and then the concert itself, and finally the Rocky Horror Show. So I drove back to motel and just when I started to consider whether I should go out to have dinner at 2 a.m. or not. Then I realize the I didn't finished my lunch earlier that day, and the to-go bag was still in my bag.
And that's what I ate they night. When you are hungry, even crap taste good.
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