.and the fish roe was ruined

Tomorrow I go to the film festival! The north american debut of Bjork's new movie is tomorrow in the t-dot. A friend got tickets for us. I also got invited to hang out with a (gasp) boy in the evening. Yay gallery openings.
Today I discovered that a hand rolled sushi is not a popular menu item, and is therefore more likely to be nine days old and dreadfully chewy when you eat it. The fish roe was ruined, I tell you.
Tonight I had a CASA meeting. I feel bad about what I'm doing or not doing in CASA. I'm trying hard, but I keep forgetting things. I feel pretty incompetent as of yet, but the president says I'm great. I don't think so as much. What good are big ideas if you rent DVD during a public movie showing when all we had was VHS?
After that was a glorious story-telling session at the first winters coffeehouse. They are all open mic, intimate, with free cookies. People liked the first story I told, so they asked for three more throughout the night. I also got asked to do an improvisational blues piece on stage, wherein I made up a sad character who starved to death waiting in line at the York second cup. People laughed.
Now I need to get up in a few hours. eeeep.