Okay, I finally finally finally feel like a functional human being. It took over a month but I think I’m finally acclimated to this god forsaken elevation. I started taking high quantities of vitamins D and B in liquid form and chlorophyll pills so with that plus time, I feel better than I have in many years! Hurray!
I had a friend-date last week with someone new! We went to Voodoo Doughnuts and a lesbian coffee shop/bar and then drove around a nature preserve. Froot Loops donuts! We circled that damn preserve six times and saw no bison, sadly. We did see about 4,000 adorable, fat little chipmunks, though! My theory being that the chipmunks banded together and overthrew the bison. Regardless, I had a really awesome time! Look at me leaving the house!
This weekend was Matt and mine’s six-month anniversary (don’t do the math on that one) and it was so amazing!! Saturday we went for a drive and then stuffed our faces with sushi and sake.
The card and gift I got him…
(Because that's, literally, how we met.)
(Commissioned from Marina Mare Lloba.)
But the main event was Sunday.
CASA FUCKING BONITA, MOTHERFUCKERS!!
I’ve wanted to go for yeeeeeeears! Ever since that episode of South Park, I’ve wanted to go on a pilgrimage to it but now we live 20 minutes away! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Muppet arm flail!!
My face the entire time we were there.
While standing in line I started chatting with the lady in front of us. When I mentioned it was my first time, she told me to not expect much from the food. And I said, “Well, I assumed the food would be mediocre…” At which point everyone in line nodded in agreement. The woman behind us even piped in to say, “You definitely don’t come here for the food!” Everyone I’ve spoken to who has been there has commented on how atrocious the food is. For instance, the phlebotomist I saw yesterday morning said, “We can only hope the food gets raised to the level of Taco Bell!”
And then...we entered Utopia.
I felt like a fucking princess!
He’s happy because the waiter removed his food.
The food was bad, you guys. Matt took three bites and, literally, threw up in his mouth. There wasn’t a single plate I saw that was more than ½ empty. It was just...gross. They don’t even have hot sauce in the restaurant! THIS IS A MEXICAN RESTAURANT AND THE BEST HE COULD OFFER WAS TABASCO! We decided they really just need to offer a $10 no-food admission ticket. And that, next time, we’ll just pay and then refuse to take the food. The chips and salsa were good, though. So that’s something, I guess? I reiterate, you do not go there for the food but it's absolutely worth the cost of a shitty meal to get inside!
“More sopapillas, please!”
I can't fucking wait to go back!
You have no idea how happy it makes me that I’m with someone who enjoyed this as much as Matthew did. Like...no words. He just embraced the madness and enjoyed every glorious moment of it. This is why he’s my soul mate. Don’t be surprised if we end up getting married at Casa Bonita. Just sayin’.
Books Read in April
Slapstick or Lonesome No More! by Kurt Vonnegut
The Sirens of Titan by Kurt Vonnegut
God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater by Kurt Vonnegut
Player Piano by Kurt Vonnegut
Mother Night by Kurt Vonnegut
Galapagos by Kurt Vonnegut
Breakfast of Champions by Kurt Vonnegut
Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
Cat's Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut
Deadeye Dick by Kurt Vonnegut
Jailbird by Kurt Vonnegut
Hocus Pocus by Kurt Vonnegut
Ring by Koji Suzuki
Spiral by Noji Suzuki
Haunted by Chuck Palahniuk
The Deep by Nick Cutter
Suffer the Children by Craid DiLouie
Depraved by Bryan Smith
The Teratologist by Edward Lee & Wrath James White
Grotesque by Natsuo Kirino
Real World by Natsuo Kirino
In the Miso Soup by Ryu Murakami
Piercing by Ryu Murakami
Audition by Ryu Murakami