The BF and I went to PF Changs for dinner last night. It was the first time either of us had ever been there. It was gooooood! For our appetizer we got pork dumplings. He had the crispy honey shrimp and I got the spicy chicken. Because we had never been they gave us a free dish, some spicy talapia (sp?) with pineapples. I don’t eat fish but it was gooooood! Unfortunately later that night the BF got cramps. Was it the food? Maybe! This is the second time after eating shellfish he’s gotten sick though. I told him no more. Unfortunately I woke up with a wonderful migraine. Was it the food? Maybe! However one of the big fat cats got into the room and sent me into an allergy fit, making it hard for me to sleep. So that could have been it too. We loved PF Changs, but are a bit afraid to go back.
Last night I had the weirdest dream ever. Well maybe not ever, but in a long time. I was vacationing with my cousins of all people. We were at some beach/amusement park type place, where I don’t know. I remember venturing out and while walking back from the park saw this very old and very out of shape old man wearing a “Borat” style bathing suit. If you don’t know what that is, consider yourself lucky. I couldn’t fathom as to why he’d want to show that much skin. Suddenly it dawned on me that I had no back to my shorts, my butt was hanging out! I had walked around all day like this. I quickly pulled my shirt down as far as I could and scrambled to get back to the room and change. Why had nobody told me my butt was hanging out? I didn’t understand!
Dustin
