My brain plays with me
The worst kind of trickery
When every man 👨 in Encinitas looks just like you
My brain plays with me
The worst kind of trickery
When every man 👨 in Encinitas looks just like you
Val: Your statement teeshirts are a joke!
Maeve: Why are you trying to attract my husband with corny teeshirts that say things like “I left my heart in San Francisco?” We don’t even live in San Francisco. It’s Santa Cruz. Trey Sanders is from Aptos to be exact. Get it straight!!
Matt: Let’s talk about your biggest insecurity. Your double chin is a public eyesore. It is disgusting and what are you doing to lose weight? You just ate a cupcake in the middle of the afternoon for no reason at all! You should dress up as Wilbur for Halloween. Not the kook. I mean the pig but you could pull off either. Have a weekend…and don’t wonder too much how we are spending ours. We know that you are manifesting a witch costume for Halloween. Halloween is for amateurs anyway. Witches hate you so we are hexing you. Be forewarned!
My father has a nickname that he has called me before. I am El Pollo Loco or “the crazy chicken.” because I am always going there to eat. He hates El Pollo Loco but I like it. I do love eating chicken and I admit to that. I never ate El Pollo Loco before moving to Carlsbad. Upon moving here, I started eating El Pollo Loco all the time hence the nickname. I probably overindulged in fast food which contributed to my weight gain. I don’t blame fast food as much as I blame my antipsychotic though . I gained a ton of weight after moving here and I went into hiding. Carlsbad is a beach community but I didn’t want to get made fun of so I avoided going out especially going to the beach. I dreaded running into people from my past because I didn’t like how I looked. I felt like a loser because I was unemployed. Before that, I felt on top of the world. In college, I thought I was really going places and I had the world at my feet. Reality hit me upon graduation and moving to a new city where I didn’t have any friends. All of that contributed to my insecurity. Then one day I was walking around Carlsbad Village with my parents and bumped into some familiar faces from college days. I had a total panic attack. “El Pollo Loco” took over and I ran from those guys from days past. My Dad was right. I really am a crazy chicken. That was the day I blew off my soulmate and potential future husband. As Cher sings, “If I could turn back time…”
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