Apparently, I missed my exit to Disneyland. This wouldn't have been so bad if I hadn't driven this route three or four times a week. To make matters worse, once I did exit at the next off ramp, I got lost. This wouldn't have been so bad if I wasn't lost in the city I grew up in. To make matters worse, as I originally passed the correct off ramp, I may of said 'don't worry, I grew up here and know this city like the back of my hand. In my defense, the back of my hand DOES have more wrinkles now than it used to.
View on black or the next time you use that fancy navigator of yours, the voice will be mine.
HFF
Friday, July 27, 2012
Who Needs Directions, I Know Where I'm Going
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