belly of chinese
i found a wonderful chinese restaurant. its the best kind where no one speaks much english and the woks are basically open face and its just wow. its very very hardcore. for $5.50 ($4.50 at lunchtime) they give you a box and anything you can fit in it from the buffet is yours to eat. or you can do all-you-can-eat-in plate style for the same price. oh my gosh. its was fucking amazing. and the food was really yummy too. mm. crab rangoon + spring rolls + veg. lo mein + beef and peppers = jex0r is a happy girl.
nominate a poem! i encourage everyone to go through my poetry and prose site and nominate or select a poem or short prose piece for me to use in a scholarship. it should be not obviously about my sexuality. otherwise have fun looking. just comment and leave the name of the poem and whether its poetry or prose. thanks.
that jeremiah was a bullfrog song just came on in my brothers room. he’s singing along. lol he’s so cute. it reminds me of the time devon, mom, and i were driving max to colby, kan. and that song came on and we all screamed it loudly and i was driving on i70 in construction in the rain. hm. fun memory.
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we have the same kinda thing at our diner in college. basically, whatever salad/pasta and/or whatnot you can fit into a container.. is yours for $x. of course, we all pack like men *nods* so we cram as much shit in as possible and hope for the best. jane on the other hand.. like.. folds her salad. whats up with that? *ponders* oh well. i knew i’d never understand women. *sigh*