Victory Dinner

So after passing my IT essentials mid-term I knew it was time to reward the beast that is my tummy. I started to dream of all the ways I could reward myself for my ability to randomly select the right answer based on that feeling.

As I left post I cursed the other Soldiers for their poor driving skills because they were keeping me from feeding. Don't they know I just passed the SIT mid-term and I DESERVE some treats! Idiots, get outta the way. I need mah foods!

I finally get on the interstate and I start the decision process of which food joint I should descend upon and fill my gutz with. Hmmm Micky D's? No, to much fat and I watched that one documentary where the guy got all fat. Burger King? No, it's to simple. I need something that really rewards me. I need a place that has options. Burger and fries won't cut it for today. I'm special today.

I also happen to have a passenger with me today. He needed a ride home cause his ride had SDO. I don't mind at the moment. As we get closer to the glorious Baymont Inn my choices are starting to run out. All I have on my exit is Wendys and Waffle House. I need to make my choice soon or I'll be force to order Asian food or a pizza to my room which is not an option cause mah tummy is hungry!

I know where the golden land is now. The choice has been clear all along but I had to give my brain the chance to make a fair assessment of food places but really, my heart has guided me to exit 199, Taco Bell. I'm so happy now. Chicken Kaysadia, been bahrittos, and throw in some hot sauce you mean drive through lady.

I'm so exited now cause my foods are almost in my truck. First thing I'm gonna get my digits on is the Qsadia. I wanna bathe in it, roll in it. But I can't! My passenger would think I'm crazy for eating like a starved man lion. I think about asking him to walk the 3 miles back so I can gorge but my brain overrides tummy and says that wouldn't be a good decision. Might be hated for doing that.

So I drive as fast as I can back to the Hotel and wave good bye to my passenger who's delayed my meeting with Taco Bell and my gutz. Damn elevator is soooo slow, hurry the hell up it's only 3 floors! Ahh why does my room have to be at the end of the hall. Open door, no AC. Worthless maids, how dare they turn off my AC. I go full commando cause it's the only real way to enjoy the fruits of Taco Bell. Shit, TV is off, turn...it...on. Crap, remote. Where are you. Maids! ZOMG, tv on, consume Taco Bell. Ahhh....good day.