After the show, after a moderate amount of indecision followed by a bout of fiscal responsibility, my sister and I decided to get a cheap but good bowl of Ramen for a post-concert snack at Rai Rai Ken in the East Village. It's a really narrow, cramped, but homey restaurant that only has an L-shaped counter at which to sit. The restaurant started out empty, but as my sister and I ate our bowls of Ramen, it started filling up. When I was finished, I went to the restroom at the back of the restaurant. When I got back to my chair, I noticed a funny piece of luggage near it and a guy dressed in black about to take my seat, which was fine since we were on our way out anyway. I thought to myself, Who the #@!$ brings luggage to a ramen bar?!, and I looked up to see who the culprit was. I recognized the black shirt because of it's distinctive buttons, and before my eyes reached the guy's face, I knew it was one of the guys in the string section for both Clare and the Reasons and DeVotchKa!
My sister insists he was a viola player, but he could have been a violinist. I don't know. What I do know was that after I awkwardly introduced myself to him and complimented him, we talked for a few minutes, and I found out his name is Todd, and he is ridiculously cute and a really nice guy, and I would probably have his babies if he asked me and assured me long-term financial support. Sometimes I think my life is like that show That's So Raven, because honest to God, half an hour earlier, I was standing 5 feet away from the stage at the concert and imagining meeting a band member or two after the show and having a conversation with them and then making them fall in love with me, and that happened, minus the falling in love with me part. It was a pretty cool night.
Today, my sister and I met up with my parents and went to Jing Fong, an enormous dim sum place in Chinatown. It was delicious. We went at noon, and it's 9:00pm and I have not yet eaten because I am still full of dumplings and shu mai and other random crap that came whizzing around on dim sum carts after my mom aggressively hailed them down. So good.
This might have been the longest entry I've written in months. I am awkward and I don't know how to end this, so I'll leave you with a string of letters that equal a weird awkward sound I would make in real life if I were telling this to you face to face narrrrrrglmmmmmmmmmmmmzrrrrrrrfgggggnnnn