This morning Raleigh (my other roommate) went to West End and brought it back to our aPARTYment. The smell of the pasta with meat sauce was mouth watering and enticing, thus Kelsey (my third and final roommate) decided to take the trek to campus for some fabulous fine dining in our nationally ranked dining facilities. David Le (Asian alumni [alliteration]) came with us because he spends roughly 47 hours out of the weekend here since he lives in Christiansburg. Oh wait did I also mention Raleigh had a side salad with ranch dressing? Most delicious meal offered here at Virginia Tech. I had to wait in line for the pasta, which took forever. The poor food services people... they seem so overworked these days with the surplus of Virginia Tech students. There was one girl swiping cards for the 16 people in line. Finally, I got my food. I also got my side salad at the Leaf and Ladle section, but that isn't a story to tell.
I will make this claim only once because it is a fact of nature and everyone should agree:
Ranch dressing is the dressing from the gods.
What can you put it on you say?
a. everything
b. everything minus peanut butter because that is gross
c. only a few things because you are boring and do not enjoy Godly flavor explosions in your mouth
The answer should be a. but it is most definitely b. I will say that peanut butter and ranch does not sound particularly appealing.
Ranch is just good- moral of this story.
Not much else to say about that.
Also- being a unicorn for Halloween isn't as fun as I thought it was going to be. BLah for this WHORE-iffic holiday. Tis the season to slutty fa la la la la la la la la. Gross girls running the streets last night was awful. Maybe one day my inner slut will come out, but sadly I don't think she exists.
Love Ranch.
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