Is it bad to still be bitter about last night's sushi fiasco? 2.5 hours and never arrived. For that amount of time, they should have been fishing for my food. I could have done that in the tank, and had frog legs to boot. And its 10:30 the next morning and I still want some. Plus my computer has something akin to a flesh-eating disease. Goddamn hippies.
But the man makes a mean mac and cheese...