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Chineese food has to be the most accessorized of any delivery you can order.

I always forget to ask for the little packages of red pepper and instruct mama-sahn, the sauce nazi, to hold up on the cheap soy because we have a gallon of Kikoman in the lazy susan.

Nonetheless, it’s great how little affirmations, (albeit grammatically challenged), come by way of Sweet and Sour Chicken and Potstickers.

I are not blogging.