Today, I got treated to some dimsum by the faja. Took an extra hour getting there, because I went to Rowland Heights instead of San Gabriel :[. Also took an extra hour getting back, since a car accident closed a freeway interchange.
Anyway, we met up at New Capital with one of his best friends since age 13 (he’s 65 now.) I didn’t really say much the whole time because they only switched over to Cantonese to talk to me occasionally. At one point of the conversation though, my dad’s friend pulled out a picture of them.. and it looks like they were about my age at the time. My dad is pretty fine.
In other boring news, I finished Business Model Generation. CLUTCH BOOK. Worth millions of dollars.