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05.22.07/00:04 creeped the hell out Sometimes, weird things happen. Sometimes, weird things happen to me. The other day, I was walking to Katsutadai Station, and I saw a very old woman standing in the entrance. As I approached, I thought to myself,
"This woman is a ghost."
Just a reflex thought. As I got closer, I noticed her stark-white hair. She had a half-suitcase on wheels and kept peeking out at me from behind the bricks. I knew it would be trouble when she tried heading me off at the top of the stairs, literally trying to block my path.
I walked around her, and as soon as I did, she chased me down the stairs. That's not the weird part. The weird part was that she was CACKLING LOUDLY as she followed me down the staircase.
I'm a young guy; it was no problem to outrun her, but the hallway is about 1/8 mile long, and even as I reached the other end, she was still following me and still cackling like a banshee. At no point in this episode did we exchange words.
Sometimes I wonder about the Japanese.
Jordan
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you don't have
to worry about me; i'm invincible 05.16.07/14:36 back from hiatus
The first new business is my door. The sun tried to wake me up today...but it was FOILED. Heh...bad pun. But it's true! It was so nice to wake up at noon and not know what time it was. The hiatari here is pretty bad, so to be rid of it today was a joy I've not known since the basement.
Ah, the basement...how I miss thee. I would love nothing more than to reverberate loudly in your yellow walls one more time, but I suppose it's not to be.
Not for a while, anyway.
Other news? I've been making some progress on the depravity's edge front. I'm hoping to have the site up and running by mid-summer, but you have to take my forecasts with a grain of salt because I'm lazy. I'm pretty excited 'bout it, though. 05.03.07/18:57 decadence and debauchery
Tonight is looking to be a bowling night. I'm hoping, as always, to break 100. That's my goal.
So, the Tokyo National Museum is pretty sweet. It's divided into four or five big buildings, one featuring Pan-Asian stuff, the others focusing on mainly Japanese art and artifacts. There are also featured exhibits.
The one they had going yesterday was about Leonardo da Vinci, but it cost more for that one, so we didn't go. Besides, we were far less interested in that than in the Japanese stuff, mainly the swords. Freaking sweet swords, man.
To combat the negative effects this week has had on my lungs, my liver, and my wallet, I will probably have to become a monk for awhile. If you have any tips on becoming a successful monk, you can send them, as always, to jbaugher@rocketmail.com. Until we meet again, stay genki.
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You may have noticed that
we lost contact with ground control for a while back there, anotherwords...the
page was down. But we're back now, and ready to kick ass like we did
back in the old days. It was a billing issue involving credit cards
and the like, but it's been addressed. In other words, onto new
business!
It's Golden Week here,
and I'm on vacation. Eric and I have been going around Tokyo causing
all kinds of random mischief, and yesterday was the Tokyo National Museum,
followed by some konbini-hopping from Harajuku to Shibuya. Nothing
like walking down the street with a bottle of red wine and cigarettes
aplenty.
And, by the way, it's
May now. I've been here for five months as of tomorrow.