Inside I am a raw fish (Nori Talk)

I find the lack of blogs disturbing, perhaps my solipsist writing lifestyle has left me suspiciously alone and unable to deal with the lack of something I once so enjoyed, however I believe it's the world that changed. I don't think it's the fact that I spend all day writing and very little time absorbing, reading and lurking the culture to be accepted by the group think, something like that would put me in a high horse position where I am forced to defend myself against a bunch of gooners who can't even pick up a fucken pencil unless they are going to do sounding with it.

This blog is about how I am going to make my own sushi rolls this week ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´-

I have decided to try without Nori first, and if it all falls apart I will eat it as a veggie bowl if things devolve into a nightmare scenario where the rice is not holding together. As a disclaimer I am in no way asian so this could cause me to crash out in an extreme way like just pounding my fist into medium grain white rice and shouting how I should have tried harder to get short grain rice. 

I am not going to make my own soy sauce, I have not had decades to perfect the formula and get a dank mix going like traditional asian so this will be a strictly caucasian experience, no chopsticks and VH Soy Sauce from a megacorp. Should I do better? Yes! Will I? No, I only have so much effort to give you know?

Here is an AI synopsis of the blog for all the morons out there:
"This piece blends humor and frustration to reflect on isolation in the post-blog era. The writer’s irreverent tone masks a deeper sense of disconnection—from culture, community, and even effort. The sushi anecdote, both absurd and honest, becomes a metaphor for trying (and often failing) in a world that demands more than we sometimes have to give. It’s raw, self-aware, and unapologetically human." - ChatGPT