D and I went on a fun dinner date to my favorite restaurant: Ben Pao! I love taking people to this restaurant, and this time was no different. We sample delicious, tasty drinks and had some really good eats. I had to order my current favorite: Seven Flavor Chicken. D got a cool spicy noodle dish and we shared the oh-so-scrumptious pot stickers. We didn’t have room for dessert, nor could we take our leftovers as we had plans to walk around the city. That was somewhat sad.
Looptopia was going on tonight too, so we set out to find it. Unfortunately, we never did find anything related to Looptopia except some crazy kids hopped up on something, screaming and carrying on. There was one transaction that really captured the vibe going on at the bean. This one lanky kid was hurrying past, only to turn around and scream at this girl, “Text me your name.” She replied, “I don’t have your number.” He hurried back toward her to make the phone number exchange, and quickly continued on his way. As he got a few feet away from said girl, she yells, “My name’s Veronica.” (Actually I don’t even remember what her name was. It isn’t important. It just goes to show that kids are stupid. The entire time it took for her to get his number so she could supposedly text him her name would have been plenty of time to say her flipping name!)
Continuing on with the evening’s event: Don’t you know after plenty of drinks and equal parts water, we’d have to pee. We searched and searched in vain to find a public restroom and came across McDonalds. After a quick drink purchase, we had both peed and gotten the heck out of dodge. We barely got home though, as the week’s exhaustion had set in. After dropping D off, I had just enough energy to park my car, make my way to my apartment and crash on the couch. And I didn’t even move to my bed to sleep.