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3.31.08/03:00 don't let's be silly
It's just that I'm not willing to tell you about them yet.
And, being an American, I've noticed something...you guys are crazy! Wow, you're taking this election thing really seriously, with the black guy holding up the cardboard sign screaming 'change,' the old lady wearing the Margaret Thatcher clothes, and the super-old irrelevant guy saying he wants to keep warring for another 100 years. Bunch of winners there, yeah.
One of my students came back from a trip to the states wearing a t-shirt with a fist that said 'Obama said knock you out.' Hehehe. Cool. Nothing like a 15-year old LL Cool J reference to spice up a Saturday class.
Didn't count. No popular vote to decide a president.
Same with superdelegates. So why waste time worrying about it? Why stand in the street with a bunch of other pedestrians shouting 'Teresa' when you could go outside and live up some life! Yess!! Go outside. Get away from the idiot box and the orange box and the geek box. And the sticky box...
I miss it.
And...these pictures. CoCo Ichibanya has teamed up with Poterongu to do a limited run of this 'curry-flavored' potato-based non-fried snack. Awesome! And this weekend is 満開, which means 'full-bloom' for the cherry blossom trees that exist all over Japan, and especially in places like Kyoto and Ueno. Hope I can do some 花見酒 tomorrow, if the weather chooses to cooperate, which it doesn't seem to want to do.
Anyway, seems I might have exactly two months here. Who is going to hang out with me once I descend from grace and live once again amongst the proletariat in my own nation? Will it be you? You may want to schedule now, as many have been clamoring for a homecoming tour for a while now.
Fifteen cool points to whomever can tell me where I got the title for today's post. Twenty if you can do the voice convincingly. 3.17.08/00:46 happy st. patrick's day!
And Marc got me a 'going away' present, in the form of this Imperial Sand Trooper. I'm not sure how he came about acquiring it, as he has some dubious methods of procurement.
So, you may be wondering what the deal is with my living situation after May, when I will finish with my current job. Here's the deal: if I can find a job within the next month and a half, I will stay. But I'm not looking for another eikaiwa, if I stay, I'd like to do something that's not teaching English.
Such jobs are elusive, and even harder to get if one does not have JLPT certification, level 1 or 2. Which I don't--yet. And can't get until December. I've sent off about a dozen applications, but I don't have any real concrete leads yet.
I've been torturing my students by making them read Jabberwocky and making them tell me what all the nonsense words mean. And also mad libs. I don't know why I've got such a sadistic streak in me recently, but it's good times.
The rest of my time's been sent studying intensely and checking the progress of the Mother 3 translation. I don't have the time or disposable income to buy a Wii and Smash Bros. If you do, you should check it out, it looks like good times. Lucas and Ness are looking pretty sweet, too. 2.27.08/02:20 battling the elements
February, man. It's a month that just won't end. It's like chewing on squid; you think you're finished, but you're not. You have to keep working at it and working at it until you bite the inside of your cheek, and before you know it, you're bleeding profusely, spitting blood all over the table, and then droplets of it are dissipating in your sake. Soon, you might even wake up in a puddle of your own vomitus, wondering exactly how you ended up home, naked, and in your own shower.
These are my super-sweet 100-yen sandals that I acquired today during my travels. My travels being a trip to the 100-yen shop. Not really travels, more like a sojurn...
I wish I had interesting tales to recant you with. This weekend was Marc's birthday party, and we went to Ageha in Shin-Kiba. It's the biggest club in Japan, and it looks like they either made it to seem like a movie theater, or renovated one. Either way, it's pretty cool. There were 3 or 4 separate dance floors, some of them outside (FREEZING!) and pole dancers, and a pool you can't enter, and many bars with decent drinks. The entrance fee is pretty steep, though.
And there was setsubun, where I wore a demon mask and my kids threw beans at me. Not too different from any other week, I guess. I rented a vampire movie starring Lucy Liu, and it looked like it had potential, man. All the elements were there: mostly naked Lucy Liu, vampires, Lucy Liu...but it just didn't make the cut. I've ruined myself on bad vampire movies by seeing too many good ones. Where were the super-vampire powers, the religious references, the explanations of plot-holes, and the necessary connections to Dracula?! Nothing.
There are other projects in the works as well. Silently, I've still been working on nocturne digitalis, and I'm up to 9 tracks, 6 of them good. And my other secret project is coming along smashingly, something you'll hear about if I can finish it. Lastly, I finally made a new sample strip for dep edge, and that might be linked here within the week. Maybe.
If nothing else, we should at least have enough snacks. 2.12.08/01:43 train of thought
and there's been progress on the comics front as well. if i ever get a few unadulterated hours of free time, maybe i can finish it.
i promise this next round will not disappoint in terms of lewdness or shenanigans
as i write this, im standing on a train, surrounded by people and bored out of my gourd. when i get home i will edit and post it. in other news, my pittsburgh contingent may see my return sooner than expected. more details on that as it develops.
and this weekend was dj vivid (mikey)'s valentine's day party at club rooty. it was a small place, and i was pretty exhausted, but i still managed to indulge in imbibing a few spirits.
somehow, we all slept through our train stops.
also, i've discovered new greatness in the form of pizza hut meat paradise pizza.
it's so meaty and greasy, i've been regrouping triumphantly for two days now...
fifty minutes later, here we are. 1.17.08/02:25 it's embarrassing, but... I shouldn't post about this, but I feel compelled to leave a record behind in case I spontaneously combust and my experience is helpful to the future investigation of this phenomenon.
So, a few minutes ago, I was relieving myself, and SMOKE was rising from my junk. What possible medical malady would have such a symptom? I haven't had sex with a volcano recently, to my knowledge, so I'm not sure what could cause it.
Smoke? I didn't smell or see any burning...
Maybe it's steam. Maybe it's so cold in my apartment that walking into the other half makes steam come from my skin? My breath wasn't foggy, though...cigarettes? I don't smoke in here and I haven't had a smoke for hours. I'm confused. And tired.
I feel okay. Despite the smoke, I don't feel any burning sensations or see any differences. Hmm.
Good night. 1.15.08/23:11 marbles in a jar I've noticed that not posting has not done much to change my web stats. Perhaps it's because some of you know in the back of your minds that at some point I have to come back here to post stuff. Or perhaps it's because of the wide collection of random stuff on the site that people using google can't help but stumble upon.
Either way, it's interesting.
Sometimes I offer excuses for being away so long, but this time...there is no excuse. However, Gabi came to Japan to visit for two weeks, and because of this it was difficult to post. Which is kind of like an excuse. You'll have to excuse me for my inexcusable behavior...
*ahem*
We didn't do much sightseeing while she was here, mainly we just hung around Katsutadai and she played through the second half of 12. But it was relaxing, and that's all we really wanted out of our year-end vacation. I could mention Harajuku and Funabashi and Narita and Shibuya and Ueno, but we didn't really do much in any of those places except stop there briefly. Except Narita...we hung out there to watch people ring in the new year.
I'm not so terribly interested in politics, but I do like reading peoples' comments. My faith in humanity has been shattered, to say the least.
Partisan fools ranting about stupid crap from both sides, and then some snide little bugger always leaves something about Ron Paul. Looking at the candidates this time, I don't see how anyone can have any hope left.
A cultist? A TV actor? A woman?
Now, just look at you: you became a fat slob and wrapped your psyche in a flag and deep-fried it.
Is there no hope that we can someday reunite?
Will you become a place where I can afford to buy gas? Will you again let me go skinny-dipping in your pools at night without fear of being labeled a terrorist?
Or are those days gone? I loved you, and I'd love to have you back, to run my fingers through your amber waves of grain, to gently caress your huddled masses, to puke on the side of one of your 7-Elevens at 3am while our friend Canada stands nearby, smoking a cigarette.
How...did I get off on that tangent...something in the water must be messing with me. It might be time for bed. If you want to time-travel back to the retro peachycomics and relive those months of November and December, you can do so, or you can visit the archives and really push the Way-back Machine to its giddy, thrilling limits.
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post? I don't know why. I didn't plan to do one, and I don't
have much to say. There hasn't been any real development in any area
of anything I'm willing to tell you about yet. Not to say there
haven't been developments...
Isn't there an electoral
college in place to make sure your votes don't matter anyway? It
seems like I'm being a jerk until I remember that election where a lot of
you voted...and it didn't count! That's right!
It's not such a big
holiday here in Japan. However, one of the places I go serves
Guiness, so I think there will be something going on there. If I'm
feeling froggy enough, maybe I'll go check it out tonight.
That didn't happen to me,
though. My problems have mainly been related to the weather:
the wind that comes in through the edges of my apartment and freezes me,
the cold that dries out my air and makes my knuckles crack and bleed
(though drying clothes inside again and sleeping with a sock on my
afflicted left hand has alleviated this somewhat), and the SNOW and RAIN.
To be fair, though, it was pretty decent for most of today.
it's
been a busy couple of weeks. my birthday was a few weeks ago, and that was
a blast. i got a lot of swag: shirts and hot fries, a sweatsuit (to help
me survive those cold
man,
i really want to sit down. lullaby powers would be awesome right about
now. as i type that, i get a seat. coincidence? hard to say...watch your
step, though.
And...now
she's returned to the 'states. And...since that, I've been sleeping
at least 12 hours a day, trying to regenerate myself. It's been an
effort, but with a few more days of resting, I think I can get there.
The internet is a great way to waste time, especially if you're into
politics.
Seriously,
America, I just have to ask you: are you fucking retarded? I
mean, you elected Bush two times, so my question becomes
rhetorical...but...what happened to you? We used to have such good
times together, watchin' baseball and eating apple pie and musically
lamenting the absence of Joe DiMaggio.
