laguna beach: the bane of my existence, part I
today, i bring to you a tale of deception and tragedy. jealousy and denial. this is a tale of the eve of the day that is currently upon us; an evening that will live in infamy for the remainder of eternity.
last night, i went over to kyla's house to look at scrapbooks and watch movies. a quiet, relaxing evening; or so i was led to believe. kara, kyla's sister, came in and asked if we'd like to accompany her to taco bell soon; laguna beach was coming on in 36 minutes. okay, if you have ever been to taco bell, you KNOW that it takes about 45 minutes to go through the drive-thru, AND that once you enter, you can't leave because there are concrete curbs around the path; it is truly the auschwitz of all drive thrus- you can't leave, and you can't eat anything. however, the baja blast and 7 layer burrito were worth this monumental risk, and we ventured forth to a place of seething mortality man rarely lived to speak of; the taco bell on eglin parkway...
more to come...
last night, i went over to kyla's house to look at scrapbooks and watch movies. a quiet, relaxing evening; or so i was led to believe. kara, kyla's sister, came in and asked if we'd like to accompany her to taco bell soon; laguna beach was coming on in 36 minutes. okay, if you have ever been to taco bell, you KNOW that it takes about 45 minutes to go through the drive-thru, AND that once you enter, you can't leave because there are concrete curbs around the path; it is truly the auschwitz of all drive thrus- you can't leave, and you can't eat anything. however, the baja blast and 7 layer burrito were worth this monumental risk, and we ventured forth to a place of seething mortality man rarely lived to speak of; the taco bell on eglin parkway...
more to come...