Of Sushi And Cake

I've decided that California rolls and German chocolate cake can cure any problems, and they definitely trump writing a paper. Any day.

While studying for our chem quiz earlier this evening, Stasi and I both admitted to craving sushi ALL WEEK and made a spontaneous run to Safeway. I think it was the best sushi I've ever had, even though it was the pre-packaged stuff that nearly every grocery store carries. Then Stasi pulled out a bottle of Bailey's and some German chocolate cake, and we had a little bit of both (we went easy on the Bailey's on account of having 9am classes tomorrow). It was delicious.

It solved all my problems. Honestly, I was feeling a little guilty because I broke up with K yesterday. I use the term "broke up" loosely because we weren't officially a couple. He knew it was coming. In fact, the first thing he said when we met for coffee was "I fucked up, didn't I?". I wish him the best, but honestly, I wasn't really feeling more-than-friend chemistry with him, so I'm glad I ended things. I probably would have ended it even if he hadn't weirded me out with the kissing revelation.

All in all, life is good. More importantly, sushi is good.