Weng and I went to eat at Red Moon last Thursday.  You know if there is one thing that I like about having chicken pox is getting the opportunity of spending sometime with my friends.  Bad thing is, I don’t get to do my job for 2 weeks.  Sheesh… You know there really is a good and a bad side of things.  Even the full moon.  It’s beautiful and romantic for the hopeless romantic but means a bad catch for the fishermen.  But I guess that’s what keeps the world in balance.