Just sittin' in ma' room

It is time to let YOU, dear Reader, know whats been up the last week.

As some of you may know, I have never really cared about sushi. It's stupid, it's contents doesn't contain NEARLY enough meat, and you have to eat a billion pieces to feel even remotely full. Also, its so expensive, you could risk becoming retarded from bying too much of it. But hark! I got invited to a Sushi-making event by my dear SakuraHouse (they have these different events every once in a while), and I figured, RIGHT! That oughtta be fun, and I will get to meet a few different new people, and see some of my other friends as well.

Making Sushi, step 1: Prepare the things

Step 2: Fill the seaweed with rice

Step 4: Remember to take pictures of step 3, and then clean the knife

Step 5: Just like step 3, just two times

Step 6: Roll.

So I went, I made sushi, ate, had fun, and got hammered (free beer-bar! woooooh!!). Was a really fun night. No, I still don't care about sushi, it can go to hell for all I care, and take all its stupid uncooked fish-pieces with it. Leaving behind only the Cooked Fish, to be enjoyed by the likes of me.

The final product. Good looks but pointless to eat.

We had a pro sushi-chef come and make it. Pro as in, tiny japanese housemother, who was all smiles and glasses´. She was really good at it, made the rolls look all cool and stuff. I decided not to photograph my own creations, as they didn't really look like.... well, sushi.


I promised you earlier to get some pictures of our local bar! So here ye go:

Akira-san, the bartender and pressumed owner of the place

Locals

The bar!

And now for some really bad news:
As some may know, I made good friends with my neighbour Gabriella from England. Yesterday though, I had to take her to the airport and say goodbye, as she is going home 2 months earlier than planned. Why? Well, a very close friend of hers, died the other day. Noone knows what caused it, other than unpredicted, irrational, unfair and random bad luck. His heart just decided to stop beating, while he was in the toilet. Bam. A presumably healthy heart just quit, with no warning. So I spent most of the other day comforting Gabs, and she got a flight booked for yesterday morning.
My heart is with the families and friends of Fred (that was his name), and I am wishing them all the best in these hard times. You should too.




Well, that's it for now. I have my first job today, with some privatestudents! Still searching for a proper job though :(