There's a new Steak n Shake in town. Well, let me correct that, we now have a Steak n Shake in
I grew up with SnS, they were on every corner. They were open 24 hours a day, and it was as common to me as McDonalds. But, down here? It's never been here. No local has ever experienced the joy of the patty melt and those lovely skinny fries. And, the store is only open from 10-10. (huh?)
The only problem is that you can't get in the place. I've tried at least four times to go, and the line is out the door. The drive thru line is around the building. There is no parking. It's insane.
And the more times I go back, the madder I get. I mean, my tummy gets all prepared to eat a few memories, and then is rejected by the throngs and the masses!
You would think they're giving away money in that place.
Two days (well, really only one and one half!) until vacation. Have you been to Helen, Georgia? Look at this cute little town:
We are actually staying about ten miles outside Helen, in a house in the mountains. You know I love me some mountains. But, we will surely venture into the town for some people watching. Maybe I'll be better about blogging while on vacation. I will probably write this line over and over:
Ate too much. Drank too much. Laughed too much. (is that possible?)
I'm getting sick of Candy Crush. I think that addiction might be curing itself.
All I want to do these days is read.
I love Jesse Pinkman.
Okay, back to work. Ciao! (Practicing for Italy next year)
↑↑↑ That might be the dumbest sentence I've ever written.