2.16.2003
 
Today was sis' 18th birthday. So, after singing (with Nick and I attempting to hit many numerous high notes semi-successfully), sis wanted to celebrate at Osaka.

Our waitress, Ginny, was very good at selling the specials (she talked me out of getting the salmon for the red snapper special) and I had one of the best fish dishes I've ever tasted.

Also, there was a head-shaven bus-boy (never caught his name) who kept looking towards my direction. Sis noticed it first, and then I did later as well. I feel loved and giddy.

But I should have given/gotten phone numbers. Oh well.

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