my sister wanted to take me out for my bday last nite cause it was actually the day in which i was born...i agreed, cause i mean, what the hell, i have to eat...so i finally settled for roy's in pasadena...little did i know that would be a huge mistake..of course, the story of my life...
my bf and i get ready as my sister heads over to pick me up at 7:30 pm for our 8 pm reservations..he's like, "so what should i wear?" i'm like, "dude, anything u want...i plan on just throwing on my jeans and wearing my hoodie...i mean, it's only roy's." of course, i could not bring myself to take the 15 minutes out of my time to put on my contacts and look like a normal human being...i constantly choose to look like a serious mess when i'm out in public with my bf and sisters....
anyway, so we arrive at the restaurant and i order the roy's trio which consists of butterfish, seared ahi tuna, and grilled salmon [i don't recommend it]. my sister orders the surf and turf which was pretty good and my bf orders from the prix fixe menu in which he got beef satays, pork pot roast [which was also not impressive] and their mixed berry panna cotta [which was also not impressive]. we had also ordered the appetizer platter for two which consisted of poki [that was crazy good], shrimp skewers, spicy tuna tempura rolls, and fried potstickers. everything on the appetizer platter was good.
so anyway, after we eat our appetizer plate, the chef comes out and wishes me a happy bday and i'm like, fuck, i look like crap...i mean, i was planning on eating in incognito without interruptions...my sister was like, "did u know him?" and i'm like, "no...i guess roy is really friendly to their bday guests." honestly, all i wanted was a free bday dessert and not this extra attention cause contrary to my friend B's belief, i am NOT an attention whore [well, at least not all the time and especially when i look like complete crap when i go out]...so the chef was really friendly with us and i complimented him on the poki and told him everything was great...so he finally leaves...
we then get our dinner...so after finishing up my meal, i have to run to the bathroom cause i'm taking prednisone and can't seem to hold my food in [i know...it's gross]...so i'm in the bathroom for awhile...when i come out, i'm like, "hey, where's your panna cotta? i mean, panna cotta is made ahead of time so it shouldn't like take this long to bring it out." right after i say it, of course, our server comes out with my bf's panna cotta and apparently a panna cotta for me with a candle stick on it...the server also had a camera with him and says, "we were waiting for u to come back so we can give u this dessert. we also want to take a picture of u." and i'm like, "omg..i am sooo not camera ready...dammit." but of course, i force myself to fake smile...but the whole time thinking, dammit, i was in the restroom for like forever...dammit prednisone!!! dammit hawaii!!! i knew i shouldn't have gone out to dinner cause i was having stomach issues as a side effect since taking the prednisone...i guess i was asking for it...so the guy comes back 5 minutes later with a pic of me, my bf, and sister on a photo card to give to me...and of course i look like hell...oh wells...that's my life...always filled with embarrassments and hot messes...i mean, i'm like 30 now and i guess some things will never change.
i will be spending my today working from home, hopefully getting laundry done, and cleaning the place...i swear, this prednisone is kicking my ass...besides having stomach issues, i have difficulty sleeping at nite so i'm all spaced out...it's great and by great, i fucking hate u prednisone but really, thanks for getting rid of my rash and because of that, i will tolerate you...xxoxo...
No comments:
Post a Comment