A special message from your beloved author:
To whom it may concern, this is the continuation of the cliffhanger from my previous vlog, which ended with loss of autonomy, a recurring theme in these parts of the neighborhood. And when you lose autonomy, your life starts spiraling out of control, and you start doing preposterous things you’d never do on your own, like driving a Mercedez Benz convertible, getting a massage, and dining at an all-you-can-eat sushi restaurant.
Yeah, life totally sucks for this stargazing misanthrope.
PS: I apologize in advance if you respectfully disagree the aforementioned sushi buffet is the ultimate in Los Angeles. In my humble defense, I don’t consider myself a seasoned foodie, let alone a sushi connoisseur. But if my experience working in the third wave coffee industry has taught me anything, when it comes to foodstuff, “best” is a matter of taste. Besides, I think by now we can all agree, my taste reigns supreme.