new hits: [linz, katowice, sheffield, courbevoie, provo, winston salem]
is there a problem with socialized medicine? i never knew.
today for lunch: garlic alfredo _____ ____. fill in the blanks? it's none other than PASTA BAKE! whoo, what a surprise!
good thing i actually went out on the town with clare to have japanese food. one week of DC food (they call it dining centers here) made me realize why i refused to eat servery food last year. the only problem is that i paid for a 10-meal per week plan. they just suck the money out of you left and right at this university. they won't even let you take food in/out of the dining hall.
my partner in neuro finally emailed me to talk about meeting for the project. his english grammar isn't that great- i wonder if he'she will be okay. is han in korean a guy's or girl's name?
so my head is still dizzy/buzzed from last night. i went to a tranny show. rather, i went to dinner and had no choice but to go to a tranny show since clare was driving me around town. we had japanese food. i ordered two donburi. one had tempura on it with too much tempura sauce soaked into the rice, the other had little tuna with not enough sauce in the rice. i probably should have combined the two together so that each would complement the other's deficiencies. the salads were tiny and unsatisfying. their miso soup had fried tofu in it, an interesting twist i suppose.
apparently blue bottle sells orgasmic coffee, and it also tastes great. i will test this theory at the cost of my sensitive bladder and digestive system.
creations: 山留许, a chinese desserts shop with poor table service and even poorer desserts. so if you ever come across sago in a chinese menu, know that it means 西米, or "western rice." this supposedly translates into what we all know and maybe love: tapioca. not giant black tapioca balls; rather, they're the standard white/clear ones that you find in tapioca pudding, perhaps a bit larger. my choice: sago with mango and pomelo. too little pomelo, too much sago.
it was still comparatively better than what servery food will ever amount to.
when i heard tranny show, i expected an extravaganza. i was disappointed to find out that there was only one headliner and the three of us (doerfy joined us later) were sequestered into the billiard room, stocked with only one pool table. the difficulty in trying to watch the performance from the overhead t.v. and mirror on the wall didn't help with my enjoyment.
another night, a few more secrets. shhh. the majority of the people at the gay bar were unattractive. my inability to be attracted by either sex further confirms my asexuality. i felt no sexual tension there, whatsoever. i really should just stick to food and/or books. i had a rum and coke, and a hefeweizen.
breakfast at baghdad cafe- standard breakfast food, not too spectacular. i ended up going to bed at 4:30 AM. i woke up for my 9 o'clock class. i'm TIRED!
no mail. again. ugh. when are my books coming in?
2 comments:
I too was disappointed by the lack of extravaganza. And I expected more of the tranny... she looked a lot more talented (and hotter) on the website. I'm not really into poo humor either. Oh well. There was a cage on the dance floor! That made up for it.
Aren't you always saying how you daydream about having sex with people? Asexual people don't do that.
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