Birthday Traditions

So today was my mother's birthday - I know not if it be an odd household tradition, but there was sushi on the table.
Great.
Because I definitely needed another reminder of all the mistakes I've made in my life.

Thus, I open the fridge and scrounge around for other foods to eat.
Only to find fish, in one of those Phoenix boxes ... ugh.
It was good when it was fresh, but now it just looks like one of those congealed pork blood clot-blocks at your local 99Ranch.
I didn't even want to smell the fish. It's been there in the box for over a week, untouched.
As for the sushi, I gratefully took a bite and went off on my merry path to the disgusting workload that I have.
It's already three, and I have a paper to write?
Ridiculous.