Against my better judgment, today I left my cool and comfy house to walk for about an hour in the sweltering heat. To what important matter was I tending? Visiting my dying grandmother? No, my grandma is alive and well in Buffalo. Saving children from a burning school house? No, it's Sunday, silly.
I risked losing my life--death by melting--to get a free cupcake. For months, I've had in my possession a coupon for Georgetown Cupcakes, which has gathered new fame and popularity with its creatively named reality show, DC Cupcakes. (I've watched a couple minutes of the show. It was boring and the dialogue seemed strangely rehearsed.)
OK, I also went to the bank and planned to do some shopping, so the cupcake wasn't the sole purpose of the outing. Good thing, because the line was insanely long. I happened to have my camera, so I took a picture like a creeper. Good cupcakes can be had elsewhere with no wait, so I did not spend my time in the 75 person line. I will try again on a weekday. Or during a snowstorm.
P.S. I did, however, receive a free bottle of Gatorade, which they seem to be giving out every time I'm in the area. Georgetown is so weirdo.
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