Sushi is Delishi

Leslie, my co-worker, invited Adam and me to a sushi making (& eating) party last weekend. the dear gal gave me one of these darling bamboo mats to try this whole thing by myself at home. going thru the process under her watchful eye made me excited to do it on my own. but then i ate so much that night i thought i'd burst. and subsequently dreamt about piles of sushi all night, woke up feeling very sick, and don't want to eat sushi for a very long time. but i did feel at home with the chopsticks. whatever snide remark i made about them in Jerry Seinfeld's voice whilst living in Taiwan, i apologize. they are so much more than pool cues.