So I'm reading Debutante Divorcee by Plum Sykes (and only because I have a head cold and can't comprehend too much anyway) and I came across this sentence:

"I don't think you're life's that bad."

Please! Quick! Somebody give me this editor's job! My god. Serenity now!

Not only is this book atrocious to begin with, but apparently the editor couldn't even stay awake past the first chapter to do her job and EDIT THE DAMN THING.

Su-shi, su-shi, su-shi!!!

My favourite sushi place has been closed for renovations (paid for off my back, I'm sure) for almost two months now, so I've been forced to make my own sushi.

My first attempt was an unagi roll, which really didn't look all that bad for a first try. And it tasted fab. If I do say so myself.
Second attempt was a California roll. Which looked passable and tasted like an orgy in my mouth. To quote Stewie.

Third try was a teriyaki chicken roll. Divine. Made my own teriyaki sauce and decided to use brown rice instead of sushi rice, as I have no love for the white grain. Yummy good, but needed a spoon to eat it. Brown rice not the smartest idea and definitely not an accepted sushi accompaniment, but so much better for you.

Tonight's attempt was a spicy salmon roll with salmon sashimi. I have to tell you - I'm a genius. Rolled pretty tight and tasted so so good.

I may never go back to that restaurant! Do renos will you? For two whole months? Take that!

It's Funtastic!

Only in a Polish supermarket ...

You Don't Say?

Well, I don't want to die of old age and still be typing, so I'll just list what's right:
1. Sushi
2. Martinis
3. Cinema City
4. The Gym
5. Nice friends

The rest? Sux.