How much sushi could three friends stuff if three friends could stuff sushi?

Let's say... twenty effing eight dishes. Tonight I was going to experience sushi for the first time with Allan and John C. at some place in Roseville, and experience it I did. The format of the place is: you come in, sit down, take a look at the menu of 100+ items, order 5 the first time around, then 3 each time after. If you don't finish the previous order, you don't get to order again, which lead to some serious scarfageing, because the buy in is $17. We ordered our first round, which was all sorts of rolls for John and I like the Elephant Roll, the Dragon Roll, the Rock and Roll, The Cock and Roll, and the Rainbow Roll while John ordered similar rollthingies. I ordered these things because the names were lol, and to be honest, I had NO clue what anything there was, so it was going to be a shot in the dark anyway. It all came at once, and in the middle of the table, so we all ate some of each. Of these dishes, one was exceptional, but which one was it? This is where the fun/pain began. We asked the lady what they were, and due to some serious language/depth perception barriers, we couldn't get a straight answer. She DID say they were Salmon Rolls, so when it was time for the second order, we ordered 3 servings of it.... which turns out was some crap that we orderd before, but didn't like, but thatswhat the lady said they were. So we had to eat these things to get to what we really wanted, which we did. By this time, we were all reaching out limit. We eventually reordered everything we started with just to find out what these things were, but we didn't get them again! It must have been something that was meant for another table. Next time, we will find out....

Is it any wonder I've got too much *clap clap* time on my hands

Those hands, which are placed directly under my ass. They aren't tied either, which is embarrassing.

"Get good grades, don't fuck up." "Go to college, you need to because you will make us happy". Um, yeah, "FUCK YOU, I WON'T DO WHAT YOU TELL ME". But, what WILL I do, eh? Eh!? How about nothing? Been there, done that, learned stuff about myself. I like to do things, but not necessarily start them, which is why I'm here. I have been cruising with no place to go, but all life to get there. Now I have a velocity (read: retained school knowledge), and it's toward a line man for some company. I'll try to find my diploma so I can go check things out, and, if I can get this going, I'll be making a good 10$/hour for the next four years. Not good, but after those four years, it's KWADROOPIEDALED!!11. Wish me luck, blog readers.

I don't need to talk to you, I've bowed to you every day.
You should stop talking now, but with two faces, how could anyone shut you up?

"My Mind is ls Laughing at Me"

I was all alone today, so I decided to sing. Not the usual sing whatever whenever, This was serious practice. I recorded myself singing "Did My Time" by Korn, and trying not to sound like a conceited bastard, I'm a good metal singer :D. If I'm ever confident enough, I'll put it on the internet for you to hear.

Something very very very deep that I wrote and everyone should try to read into it because it might mean something that would make me cool, dude.

People in my age group don't really have anything to say. Let's just quote songs and not give any credit to the author. Sound good? Good.