Well yesterday was disastrous. It started fantabulous when I went for sushi with my puta J and splurged and spent the most money I’ve spent on food in a really long time when we got the lunch sushi special, a special roll and edamame for $23/person. That filled me for the rest of the day – good thing because apparently B was having a birthday dinner that I didn’t realize was a dinner because I thought Kuma Inn was a bar, and I was not planning on spending any more money on food for the day. So in an effort to not have to eat at dinner, I filled myself up with liquids at S’s and B’s apartment including a free AMP UP that I got off the street, a bourbon on the rocks and a martini. Then at dinner – which was BYOB – we brought a huge bottle of wine and that is what I ate for dinner while everyone else at the table enjoyed great Cambodian tapas. The night continued with more drinks and more bars until the next morning (today) I ralphed up some serious bright neon green AMP UP followed by some serious bright neon yellow bile. This was good because then I wasn’t hungry until 4pm, at which point the only thing I could stomach was Tasty King house special soup.
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ok I couldn’t help myself. I had to get another Tasty King house special soup two hours later. I was so hungry. When I got down there and put in my order, the lady looked at me and in her Asian voice goes “ANOTHER ONE?!?!??!?” I just smiled and nodded. Now I am so full of sodium.
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