Oh my.

Today, after banging out an assignment, I went down to Chinatown with my friend A_____ to go to this awesome dumpling place that she had been hankering for. Well, it was quite delicious. I ate so much that I could barely walk afterwards, which was a bad thing because I had to go around and collect groceries for dinner this evening.

Then, shortly after arriving back home, I got an email from B___ that said, "Is this the restaurant you went to today?"

Yes. Yes, it is. Please note the date on that story, folks. Today. Meaning, it got closed right after we left.

I am feeling fine. Frankly, I'm not too worried about plague or anything, but I guess it's an amazing coincidence. Or something.

In honor of this turn of events, we watched Ratatoille tonight after dinner. It was a cute movie, and cleared up a lot of things up for me.