So … 19, is it? Why do I still feel 18? Must be getting old.
|Trust me, bloggers have a comparable ego. Or so I’ve been told
At least, in consolation to my poor, aging heart, I’m being treated to a dinner at Le Wok De Szechuan, scientifically proven (by means of my infallible gastronomical tastes) to be the best Chinese restaurant on the face of the Earth.
Unrelatedly, I’m not eating anything all day until the evening.