I don't like sushi. I might even go as far as to say I hate sushi. I've given it more chances than any other food product and I can say with supreme confidence that sushi and I will never see eye to eye. I mean, if I had sushi at the one of the highest tier restaurants in Vegas (Nobu) and merely find it tolerable, that's a sign I just don't like the damn thing. Drives me nuts since everyone around me is a sushi fan. My taste buds are unable to understand it. I'm doomed to be the wet blanket who prevents the group from having a sushi party.
My friend invited me out to eat with another friend and we visited a place called Samurai Burrito in Fountain Valley. It's really just a giant sushi roll. I was given two halves and I could barely finish one. I think it's the consistency. It's moist, cold, and squishy. I don't like that kind of texture sliding down my throat. Makes me want to vomit. It really took the wind out of my sails and I found it hard to engage in conversation.
Afterwards, we hung out a friend's place and played Streets of Rage 2 co-op. On the hardest difficulty (mania), the enemies are bullshit. I guess that's to be expected. Mania is one step above Very Hard after all. It was decent fun even if we didn't beat it.
After I got home, I took my sweet time trying to 100% every map in Tomb Raider. I didn't finish the game but I'm damn close to it. I stayed up til 6 to reach 98% completion. Yeah, I know. The last time I stayed up that late for a game was Yakuza 3. I was playing UFO catcher deep into the night--then morning.
Even worse? I had to get up at 9 to help my dad deliver some furniture. Since I'm typing this from the day after, I can tell you I only got 3 hours of sleep. I should probably be in bed right now. Oh well. Just 2 more percent!
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