I've decided I'm going to start a blog. I mostly wanted to use it to keep a record of my foster animals, but I'll inevitably use it for talking about life, work, food, and miscellaneous other topics as well.
Why the blog name gas station nachos? Well, it's random, and they're one of my absolute favorite late night guilty pleasures. They're so disgustingly delicious, smothered in their cheese-esque product. I find them pretty much impossible to resist, despite the fact that I typically hate myself in the morning post-nacho binge. But gastrointestinal suffering (and $1.79) is a such small price to pay for the deliciousness of gas station nachos.
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i had no idea you had such disgusting pleasures. my recent disgusting pleasure is the sugary goodness of the oatmeal creme pie. i tell myself it's actually good for me because of the oatmeal. ha! xoxo lh.
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