Gotta go!

Soooo just had an interesting night.

Was on my way home and traffic on the highway was reeeeeally bad. My dumb self decided to drink several bottles of water before I headed home. I had to pee sooooo bad!!!!!! I kept thinking "the traffic has to clear up at some point so I can speed home." But NOPE! I even needed to exit and get to a gas station since I was almost out of gas. But I thought I could make it. Right when I passed the exit I realized I couldn't hold it anymore, and the next exit was at least a mile away. I thought about pulling to the median and peeing on the side of the freeway but I kept going. I even thought about peeing on myself, but I was in a rental car with cloth seats (If they were leather, I probably would have peed on myself!). I FINALLY got to the next exit and headed for the nearest parking lot. I knew I couldn't make it to the gas station. I parked and popped a squat and peed. There were even cars passing by and I DID NOT CARE!!! I realized I was right across from an Everest College with a crowd of people outside. I even had on my favorite pair of Paige denim jeans and I peed on the bottom of them, but I DID NOT CARE!!!!! Whoooooo I was sooooooo relieved!!!!

Then I headed to the the nearest gas station to get gas. As I was pumping gas some African guy came up to me and asked if I knew where he could find Mary Jane's African restaurant. I had no idea what he was talking about. I had never heard of a restaurant by that name in our area. I asked him what street it was on, but he didn't reply. I even Googled the name on my phone and nothing came up. I noticed that he was looking around, and he seemed kind of nervous. Well, as I pulled away from the gas station, I started to wonder if he was asking me for drugs. Mary Jane? I'm not sure, but who knows?