lunch

I am DYING for a burrito from Juanita's.

It's this little, well, shack, not to far from here, and they make the BEST Mexican food. You go, and you place your order with a woman in the shack behind a little glass door, and she slips you a tag with your number on it. Then you wander around to the other side of the shack where you can peer in and watch them make the fresh tortillas and tacos and everything tasty and salivate while you watch them make your food. And when they call your name you always make sure to ask for extra hot sauce, because theirs is the BEST EVER. And you hustle back to the car and try to hit every green light on the way back so you can enjoy this burrito still warm with God's blessing all over it.

Drooling. Drooling. Drooling.

AAARRRRRGGGGHHH!

So apparently Juanita's is THE ONLY PLACE IN THE UNITED STATES THAT DOESN'T ACCEPT THE $20 BILL.

I had to go to the Jack-In-The-Box drive through, instead. A Jumbo Jack is NOT what I was craving.

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I was just talking with someone and that conversation clued me in on some things that have been going on ‘round these parts lately. I almost wish I didn’t know. Almost.

 

Not everyone is nice. They’re just not. If you think they are you’re naïve and you’re fooling yourself. Some people get their jollies by being a-holes to everyone else. Who cares why they do it – just know that they do it and move on. If you think everyone is a bitch and is out to get you and talks about you all the time, you’re also naïve and fooling yourself. Most people are too busy to bother with someone only tangentially known to them and really could care less about the relatively insignificant details of your life.

 

There’s got to come a time where you finally say THIS is who I am; where you actually take responsibility for your actions and be happy with who you are or try to change it.

 

You who are reading this know who I am. You’ve seen what ticks me off, and what makes me sad, and what I’ve apologized for in the past. If you think there’s another part of me, you’re right, because you can only ever know so much. But this is about the closest you’re ever going to get to know, because this is who I am to everyone, online and IRL. I don’t speak something to one group and another thing to another. I don’t lie and say I had no responsibility for my actions. I don’t share things said in confidence to me. And guess what? The enemy of your enemy is not your friend.

 

And if you think what I’m writing may be about you, it probably is.

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I ran into some posts by jojo_lives in a community here, and I liked what I saw, so I perused her journal. Her writing is funny. Really funny. As in, funny in the best sense of the word. Just sayin.