Sushi Continued

Yeah, after the sushi dinner, the first half of which came to us on a sushi boat so large it was more a sushi barge than a sushi boat, we got home at midnight and stood in front of the apartment hemming and hawing about whether or not we should go to the Toronado: “OK, we’ll go for one beer…but then you know we’ll end up staying until two. Well, I don’t want to stay ’till two, so we’ll definitely leave after one beer. OK, one beer. Maybe two.” It’s good that we went, because last night both Ian and Johnny were in extraordinarily good moods and everything was fun. Even that girl who felt that she needed to yell her New Years greetings into my ear didn’t really bother me.