This evening I went to Mandarin Wok for some chow with my good friend Joey. You know, for being in the middle of a cornfield, the food was actually quite tasty. We ordered off of the Chinese menu, which partially meant that I had no idea what I would be receiving. We pointed to stuff, and in broken English, were told was it was… “Chick-in”, “Veggie-tables”. But whatever it was, it was good.
After the meal, I scurried off to a Computational Theory exam before having to walk the 25 minutes back in the freezing, torrential rains amidst a thunderstorm. A nice warm shower and clean clothes awaited me back at the dorm.