It’s always bizarre to me to that that Mean Girls was created 16 years ago and that Amanda Seyfried, who played the ditz, ended up becoming a popular actress (I was going to write award winning but turns out she isn’t recognized in that light ((also surprised to see she was from Allentown))), while Lindsay Lohan, the main squeeze, turned into a coke head, teenage actress problem child.
Unfortunately for the audience, I hadn’t planned on dissecting the cast of Mean Girls, I want to write about eating Taco Bell. For Jeff’s birthday, we went to Round 1 in the fashion district to play some pool. The tables are brand new and the pool balls were lightning on the felt. Aside from the entire staff being 2 days old, it was a positive experience. We proceeded to Milk Boy to drink some City Wides. Milk Boy is right next to Taco Bell so at about 1am, I said to myself, I’m going to get Taco Bell.
There was no line and I ordered #7, the cheesy gordita and 2 tacos. 2 minutes later it was ready and I walked out the door. I crushed the food while I was walking and it was possibly the best meal I’ve had in my life. The cheesy gordita is a gift from god. Either way, I took a taxi back to my house, went to sleep, woke up this morning and felt a bit odd. I rocked a morning deuce and it was not Taco Bell, 1 am trip quality. Even odder, I was a bit hungry. I’m going to come out and admit that I’m not a doctor, but the amount of input, was not equivalent to the output. So I cooked a few eggs and now I’m typing this post.
