Today I broke down and got sushi. I try and talk myself out of eating sushi because I know I could eat it everyday for a whole year. The worst part is that everytime I go to a Japanese restaurant, I always have designs to order something else, but always end up getting the same damn thing. Two girls that work at Asanebo know me, because I'd normally go there, take about 20 minutes leafing through the menu only to order 8 pieces of eel, sea urchins and shrimp.

Today I went to a local joint close to a gym. It's owned by this lady that looks like Yoko Ono. The only difference about her is that when she laughs, she let's her tongue stick out- almost as though shes waiting for you to do the same so the two tongues can touch and sword fight. When I called, to reserve my meal for pick up, she laughed when I mentioned I would opt mackerel for scallops. I imagined her tongue snaking into the mouth piece of her phone, and appearing into my ear.

When I went to get the food, she was there to great me, and said something about the whether we've been having then again the damn tongue.

I checked my food: 2 pieces of sea eel, shrimp, toro, spanish mackerel, 6-piece california hand roll, 2 piece sea urchin shiso roll, okra and a sashimi salad on the side.