i was in lake forest to get my nails done at a cheap asian salon where i felt painfully awkward the entire time, and since i was in the area i went to get indian food at spice india (i've only been once before with my friend during senior year). i was the only one in the small restaurant besides one little indian man (who was both the chef and waiter) and a very, very indian woman sitting in the corner staring at me the entire time i was there. the food was fucking delicious and although i briefly regretted eating indian food before going to berkeley, i know i'll be craving it again early next week (if not tomorrow or this weekend). i also got free dessert (rice pudding) (they didn't offer this last time), and when i got home i was delighted to see that the guy had thrown in an entire extra order of garlic naan in the box when he was packaging my leftovers to-go. awesome.
181. is the course number of the second to worst class last semester (math 181 aka calc 1.5)
182. napping so i don't fall asleep while driving
183. static on the radio (within reason)
184. traffic (it's a new take on sort-of people-watching to me)
185. peripherals (so i could sort-of also stare back as the indian woman stared at me)
186. thursdays
187. plans! ideas! san francisco! ideas! ideas! plans! ideas!
188. my insanely modestly-dressed mother who will make my little brother carry a couch downstairs "just to see how it will look"
189. mutter paneer with creamy (as opposed to watery) sauce + garlic naan (hit da spot)
190. the idea of vegetarianism. hell yeah
191. not feeling obliged to talk
this whole thing is gold
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