This head cold blows

I'm in San Heezy for the weekend and I was so so SO excited to eat a burrito, pho, and In-N-Out. But as life would have it, my immunity decided to fuck me up. Nasal pressure? check. Congestion? check. No tasting ability? MOTHERFRIGGIN CHECK. The Papalote burrito I ate last night might as well have been a Chipotle burrito. UGH. In happier news, the Target on Landess had plenty of Rogan stock, which would never ever be the case in New York, and it's probably one of the best GO lines ever.