Well happy freakin' fourth of July. I am home alone cause my husband is down at the anime convention in Anaheim. Secretly I want to go just to get the hell out of the house. Oh--speaking of, one place I really do want to go, the San Diego comic-con - cause I hear Mr. Kevin Smith will be appearing!!!
Anyway - I am angry. I am a pregnant woman who just wants some guacomole. So I drive to Chipotle, or as I like to call it Chipoodle - and brave the crazies for parking cause it's right on the beach. Hello - I'm a moron for going to the beach on the fourth of July - but as I said, I wants me some guacomole. So I park in an illegal spot and race it down to the Chipotle. Hello - the damn place shut down. I shoulda noticed before I parked the freakin' car.
Cut to me hightailing it to the other Chipotle a couple of miles away. I pull up - it's closed cause of the holiday. Goddamit, is there no justice???!!!
So I walk across the way to a McDonald's mind you the smell of fried beef is seriously re-activating my morning sickness, and I order a Caramel sundae. All I want is a carmel sundae with nuts. "Sorry ma'am, no nuts." Good lord. This is the worst holiday ever.
I think I'm gonna make Kyle take me with him to the anime convention tomorrow. Nothing like watching fat men in Sailor Moon outfits to make your life seem a little bit brighter. And if you're reading this bRuiner - don't even tell me you went dressed up like Ruoruoni Kenshin - cause that's so played out....