I had not eaten anything all day and I was getting hangry by around 4:00 p.m. So I decided to swing by my local Olive Garden. Now even as an Italian, I am not a pasta snob. I love virtually all pasta. And I was damn hungry. Ordered the never ending past bowl special. Proceeded to eat an entire bowl of rigatoni with meat sauce (something that is usally two meals for me). Ate almost an entire bowl of salad and three breadsticks. And then I ordered a second (small) bowl of fettuccine. Which I finished.

I felt so GD disgusting when I finished that I didn't even want to walk to my car or complete the 5 minute drive home. I should have just thrown up in the bushes outside the restaurant.