After meeting Erika up, we headed back towards the pastry store, but turned a street before reaching it to go towards Japan Town instead. We hung out at the shopping centre to figure out our itinerary for tomorrow. Taking a few minutes to do that, we finally walked around the place to enter a little shop full of paper and pencils. Damn those creative Japanese people! I ended up calling Kim to see if she needed any oragami paper for her cranes for her wedding. After purchasing a good amount, we headed out before sundown so we wouldn't get stuck in the dark with the weirdos.
For some reason I was being observant and noticed a restaurant with weird writing and asked if it was some sort of Lebanese restaurant, instead it was the Thai restaurant we were looking for. It was so subtle, we totally would have missed it if I didn't say anything. The place was a little bigger than House of Nanking, but the food wasn't any better. I could get better in the LA county at Banana Bay, but I did enjoy their Duck Curry with pineapples. We headed towards the hotel afterwards.
We got ready before we headed out to see our friend Justin, who lives near USF. He took us to a little bar called Pigs and Whistles. There he asks me, Erika and Cookie what we wanted to drink. Being the big drinker that I am, I asked for a glass of water. We sat around, caught up on what we've been doing, took some pictures, and watched Erika and Cookie take some shots. Then it came time to call our cab. Cookie needed air so we stepped outside to keep her company and also wait for the cab. Unfortunately Cookie really didn't feel great and needed to rush to the restroom, but considering the circumstances and the distance, we knew, and so did she, that she wouldn't make it. So, Justin pointed to the nearest corner for her to spill her recent consumption of alcohol and dinner, as well. In all cases where someone barfs up something, they eventually feel better and back on their feet before you can say, "ew."
We are now here, back at the hotel, after laughing at the situation and the news about the splatter I received on my foot from the barfing. Tomorrow is gonna be a long day: lots of walking, some Indian food, lame choco factory, and more people watching.
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Sunday, July 12, 2009
Summer Part III
I hate you heat! I hate how you make me perspire because you think it'll cool me down, instead I feel gross and sticky, even paranoid that I might be stinky. I hate how you make me feel like a sloth, just a sluggish sloth with nothing else on my mind when damn well I know I've got a list of things to do. I hate you heat! I hate how I can't eat anything because I feel that every food that touches my tongue will instantly make it dry. And don't get me started with the sugary drinks you make people crave! I can't enjoy that either because my mom doesn't buy any of that. Oh, heat... how I loathe you! I warn you though, the minute I see myself a shade darker I will coop myself up in the house until you are gone, and fall has come to greet me with his presence!
Thursday, July 9, 2009
An Update For The Sake of Updating
Watched a ton of movies in the past week while trying a new buffet restaurant.
Had a wonderful 4th of July with my family, Lang, and delicious food.
Had fun going on a promised spending spree, twice, and ordering a massive amount of pastrami on everything!
Experienced a tiny culture shock at Venice beach and had awesome food as well.
Had a wonderful 4th of July with my family, Lang, and delicious food.
Had fun going on a promised spending spree, twice, and ordering a massive amount of pastrami on everything!
Experienced a tiny culture shock at Venice beach and had awesome food as well.