Japanese Food

Was stuck at home the whole day, being kind of grounded by my mother and forced to study ("It's taxpayer's money you're wasting, you know!") and, well, trying to study amidst a very jet-lagged head and restless wandering brain. Needless to say I didn't get much done, the only thing I did was copy out the Heat Conduction Equation for the Fourier Series again. Rats.

Went out with my brother and his wife today, my brother having got it into his head to treat me to a meal. We went to Suntec City
and had this very very nice Japanese buffet meal for $30 (about 10 pounds). We had all manner of bright and beautiful, wise and wonderful food - soft shelled crabs, little baby octopusses (was very grossed at first but ate them nonetheless), funny sushi with strange seafood creatures and literally paper thin transparent slices of meat (which my brother said were piglet placenta - like I believe him) and prawn roe which I split all over the table:

Brother: Look at all those fish lives you've wasted! Each of these is a little fish.

Me: They may not have been fertilised anyway and they would have died if I'd eaten them as well, it doesn't make a difference.

Brother: Yes but they gave up their lives for nothing if you're not eating them.

Me: At least they died with dignity, I'd rather be cremated than eaten by a cannibal.

Cue childish argument to exasperated looks from sister-in-law.

My stomach comfortably ensconced in polka-dotted shirt is protruding like an alcoholic's belly. Think I'd better start exercising - tomorrow.