Tired.

It was a late night of drinking and singing. It was a night of boy bands and pop. It was a night out.

Tired.

I can’t even think straight or put thoughts together to make anything coherent. It was a rough night of sleep along with an early morning of nothingness which was meant to be a teeth cleaning.

I used up my allotted numbers of cleanings per year and yet they want me to come in for another cleaning and pay out of pocket. It wasn’t much, but still, it was still a substantial amount that I shouldn’t have to pay for if I had insurance.

It was just a clusterfuck of a morning.

Tired.

Time is counting down and clicking along as things just move swiftly on. Time flows by its steady cadence not caring about those who doesn’t have much time. Time saunters on without care.

I want to be time. I want to be something that is of arbitrary importance based on someone’s value of it. I want that I want to be that.

Tired.

Nothing makes sense.

Tired.

* * *

There’s an over sensitivity in me that is picking up on things that I can’t make out.

Interest.

Is there interest or is there just genuine niceness. I can’t tell.

Are they flirting with me, interested in me or are they just being nice girls that they are. I can’t tell.

I don’t think I’ll ever be able to tell.

Interest.

I can never tell.

I’m done worrying about it. I’m done thinking about it.

I’m just done.

* * *

I can’t think. I can’t write.

I can’t create and continue on the track that I had been going on with my current script.

I need my brain to function again. It’s not, clouded in this fog of fatigue and restless sleep.

It’s definitely going to be a long long day.

* * *

It’s busy today at the boba shop as I type my little nonsense and ramblings that don’t amount to much. There is definitely nothing substantial that I am writing here.

I am writing small talk.

Worthless. Useless.

There is nothing to get out of these diatribes of mine. Nothing at all.

* * *

Yamakase.

I went there again. This time, I treated Cinder to dinner. She covered half of her share and I got the rest.

Again, I was just blown away at how good and simple the food was. There wasn’t anything flashy, nothing pretentious. It was just pure magic. 20 dishes of magic.

Sure there were some that were better than others and of those, some that just utterly left me speechless and craving more, but all of it was just really good food.

Here’s a list of what we had that night.

1. Soy skin with uni
2. Geoduck giant clam baby sardines
3. Oyster uni caviar tarragon
4. Quail egg uni bluefin tuna**
5. steak tartare white truffle butter special sauce bruschetta***
6. Mushroom unagi eggplant
7. Poached east coast baby Scallops steamed french onion uni cream sauce
8. Soft tofu with tomato and olive oil. Soft tofu with uni.
9. Hokkaido hairy crab
10. Duck mushroom plum flavored soba noodle
11. Blue crab bluefin tuna Italian cheese crispy chip
12. Fried beef tenderloin
13. Uni egg custard seafood
14. Sushi- bluefin tuna
15. Bluefin otoro
16. Yellow jack
17. Spanish mackerel
18. Bluefin otoro
19. Tuna uni hand roll crab guts
20. Sherbert.

The blue crab and bluefin over the crispy chip and the beef tartare were definitely the standouts of the night along with the last handroll.

Oh crab guts how do I love thee.

I told Cinder that I might have to make it a quarterly thing because of the seasonal ingredients that are available at different times and she said she’s game.

I guess we will see, but yes, definitely worth the price.

I loved it. Just loved it.

* * *

Dinner.

Pretty much since I woke up, I’ve been thinking about dinner. Trying to figure out the menu and how am I going to cook it. I got a rough idea of what I’m going to cook. I just need to execute it.

Dinner.

Pan Seared Duck Breast w/Honey Balsamic Glaze
Pommes Anna
Duck fat mushrooms
Broccolini

I sincerely hope that it turns out well.