Monday, July 13, 2009

Out to dinner with someone male (My brother? My dad? Will? No idea. But he was male.). We were at a place I had been to only once before, a long time ago. My companion orders The Usual. I order something. Apparently it is exactly what I ordered the last time, same words and all because the waiter says "Of course, your usual." The restaurant's memory freaks me out a little.

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