Thursday, June 26, 2008
Bad.
I just went to Chinatown with a co-worker for lunch - i ordered rice noodles, and asked again if they were rice after they were delivered because they looked different... i ate them anyway, and now i'm pretty sure they were pan-fried noodles - and i don't think those are rice.... Right? I'm going to be pissed any myself later.
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Oh no, I hope you don't get sick! I'm terrified of going to Chinatown now because of all the soy sauce and wheat based foods. Wouldn't be so bad if there weren't such a language barrier...
Actually -- it's 10 am the next morning, and I feel OK... it'll probably hit me later. OR, maybe I'm OK!
let's hope for the latter.
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