Rants of a Rebecca

Rachy in Camp

Hi Paper Clips, and other non Sex Pistols clothing. I think I have gone blind. Yesterday I made it out to the Krispy Kreme donut store, waited in line for nearly an hour, and obtained some of their said product. Now the tasting has begun. As I stood in the queue, I started to get a headache from all of the sweet sugary fried smell. This was an issue, because I had only been in the queue for five minutes, and I wasn't even inside the store yet. I knew this was going to be bad, but oh so good at the same time. As I shuffled forward, getting closer and closer to the display window, free piping hot donuts, Krispy Kreme Originals were being handed out. I must say at this point in time, my first contact with one of these donuts, wasn't all that bad, but I have to say, not earth moving. There was a slight amount of disappointment creeping into my stomach. But good donuts was not the reason for this journey. Having an adventure to blog about was the entire point of the matter. I made my selection, one dozen original donuts, one dozen variety donuts, paid my $23.90, and walked out of the store. The next step was to ride back across town, but with an important stop along the way. I really should have made a toilet stop somewhere, but fear of having someone steal my donuts, made me take my bladder to new extremes. I made my important stop, to see Rachy in Camp Austin. I dumped my bags, rushed to the toilet, and gave birth to Sydney Harbour. I had no idea I could hold that much fluid in me. Anyway, after that business was out of the way (and after I washed my hands), I handed Rachy a prized original glazed KK donut. She seems to be recovering well, which is good, except given I have now taken her in Sherbet Bombs, and a donut, I think she will end up with diabetes if I keep visiting her. From there, I headed off to work, where the sight of a White box, with green dots on it, caused many people to drool. A few originals were handed out to a couple of friends. It was like feeding Gremlins after midnight, and the thought that I should have got more, so I could have just dumped and run, to save myself, came to mind. Thankfully I got out of there alive. My supply of donuts was diminishing by the minute, but I still had one more delivery to make. As I passed through Spatula City on the train, Andy was waiting on the platform for me, and more donuts were handed over. I said "There you go", he said "Boobies". Fast forward to today. For breakfast I have now sampled most of the donuts from the variety box. Another posting will cover my review of these products, after all, I have to try and stretch this thing out to get my bloggingsworth of it. All I will say is, the sugar is kicking in, and now I am definitely going blind, and I wish this twitch would stop. Blog Out, HooRoo Rebecca

posted by Rebecca @ 7/06/2006 10:33:00 am