Today was Godaiko day. Every Wednesday is two for one on spider rolls (soft shelled crab) and me and Hong used to go all the time and load up. You can't take any of the food out so you have to be careful and not over order because then you'll be wasting money. I think i've had some of my most enjoyable (yet repulsively full) eating experiences at Godaiko's. Me, Hong and Louis went once on spicy tuna night and ordered up some insane amount of those and ate until we just couldn't stuff any more down our throats.



Anyhow, we went with a lot of people (Greg, Caroline, Kyle, Rollen, Julia, Sher Wing, Lisa, Andri) and got a good smattering of spider rolls. Julia didn't quite finish hers but everyone else cleaned their plates. They jacked up the prices of the spider rolls though so now they're almost nine dollars. Me, Rollen and Kyle split four orders (doubled so that means 40 pieces) so now you can use that as a barometer of how much you want to order next Wednesday.



Other than food, today was pretty uneventful...a quick spin with the football at the Diag, a little bit of ice cream at Stucci's, helped Julia with her boxes, a quick game of Mafia. Um, i forgot one thing. Somehow, Babbs managed to borrow a hookah and so i went down to South Quad to get in on some. Hookah is basically a bong that you smoke flavored tobacco out of (he had some grape stuff). It's an amazingly relaxing and chilling experience. I love just sitting there and smoking it because it smells so damn good and it puts you in a good mood and it induces conversation.



Read these two papers by this kid Chris who is friends with Babbs. This kid is a sophmore and runs track here at U of M. He is half Filipino and half Chinese i think. Anyhow, his writing is astounding. His ideas and his delivery and the way he structures his sentences are amazing. If i could write like that, i would go immediately into writing as a profession. He strings out his messages with a story that just grabs you. His command of the English language is stunning. It's sick. His pieces basically had to do with race and finding his identity but he brought those ideas into essays about movies and his mom making food. Great stuff.