it's OK to be just a little bit irresponsible, every once in a while.

last night i met up with an old friend for dinner at todai, a small asian/seafood buffet chain that i recall being really popular in the 90s.  i'd never been, though, but suddenly wanted to try the place despite the fact that there's been a location by my house for years and years. i guess it isn't the best restaurant, but i had a nice time in spite of that. i considered trying oysters for the first time, but couldn't go through with it.  i had an epiphany: i like buffets even though the food isn't usually very good because it eliminates the anxiety ridden act of having to decide what to order at a restaurant.

later that night, nick and i went to some bar with some people he works with.  the bar was passable, but not worth the cover charge they were collecting.  the coworkers and etc i was vaguely introduced to were largely unremarkable people, save for a guy nicknamed "Big China" (in spite of the fact that he is actually taiwanese). under the influence of beer, i struck up conversations with strangers.  i mentioned that i was surprised to see the bar so crowded and some guy asked me if i was "from out of town or something"--i guess i just don't know where shit is crackin'.