eat ALL the tacos!

Oh hey there type-y hands whatcha doing? Writing a blog post? Yupp!

If you don't know what I'm talking about then you should go read hyperboleandahalf.com. Specifically read the post about depression. If you're reading this in the present it's the newest post. If you're reading from the future you may have to search for it.

Tonight is my first night back in my apartment after almost a month of being off school. I was cuddled up in my bed watching Grey's Anatomy when a Jack in the Box ad came on. Then I remembered I had a coupon for 2 free Jack in the Box tacos because of the Cheif's game I saw on Friday. Have you ever had an insto-craving? I have. I needed those greasy gross delicious not-sure-if-it's-meat-but-I-don't-care-tacos and I needed them right then. I leaped from my bed and ran out to the living room. "Do you want to go to Jack in the Box with me?!" I half shouted as I bounded out of my room. "Um sure..." my roommate responded.

We got in the car and I drove us down Stadium Way. There are three drive ways on Stadium Way right before it intersects Grand. The first is to McDonalds, the second is actually a very wide pedestrian path, and the third is to Jack in the Box. Guess which one I took. If you guessed that I took my car onto the pedestrian path you are 100% correct. The conversation that followed:

Roomie: This a path for people to walk on
Me: What? I thought it connected.
Roomie: I don't think so.
Me: Shit. How do I get out?
Roomie: Maybe just drive in reverse?
Me: Nope... Uhhh hang on we're gonna pray that I can get back on the pavement after I drive off it to turn around.
*Many maneuvers*
Me: That was an 87 point turn!

I then made it into the Jack in the Box parking lot. Unfortunately my antics did not go un-noticed. I gave a sheepish wave to the boy staring at me with his mouth open as I went in the drive-thru. The tacos were worth it.