Yes. My grandfather is in the hospital again, there've been about a million earthquakes and aftershock thingys (not a fan!!!), Laurie has abandoned me and Shae is going soon (good thing she's dead to me already isn't it?) and I still haven't been called about that lovely job. And I'm getting a cold. What is up with that? I'm going to have a bath and go to bed where I will proceed to wallow in the depths of despair. Oh and it's really cold in my apartment and I can't figure out how to turn on the heater thingy.
Why can I not get a real job?! I'm such a loser. I mean, okay, I've only applied for one actual "real" job since I've been here but whatever! Oh. Despair. The interview went so well. Am I a terrible judge of character? Did I read the situation completely wrong? Were they really thinking "get out of here loser!" when I thought they were thinking "damn you're cool!"? Should I call them? Is that desperate? Wait, I am desperate. Isn't it kind of rude of them to ignore my email? Am I dwelling? The worst part is that someone called my cell phone today while I was at work and I thought woo hoo! it's them! but when I called the number some japanese guy answered and it so wasn't them. Baaaaaaaaah! Bath now. Mope later. Grrrr.
To sum up; everybody sucks. Except me. And the doglet. Although I sometimes think she might suck. Especially when she's biting my nose with her horrible, stabbing, needle like teeth.
Okay bye.
Thursday, October 28, 2004
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
Oooo
Just in case you were wondering, as of last night, wooden houses built prior to the 1980s are still more susceptable to earthquake damage than newer buildings. Especially if the earthquake is a 6 or higher. Because you know you were wondering.
Grrrr...
Okay, so I applied for this really great job last Thursday and the interview seemed to go really well. Everything they said about what they needed in the job corresponded to something I've worked on in the past and quite enjoyed so I was stoked and they seemed stoked and I don't think I said anything really retarded (although I was really nervous so I suppose I could have blocked it out of my mind) and they seemed like they were really interested. Toward the end of the interview they told me that they were interviewing that week and would be calling people in for second interviews next week (which is now this week) and the last thing they said to me was "we'll be in touch with you really soon." which sounds promising, yes? But ack! It's Wednesday and no calls!!! What's up with that?! Do they not love me?! What if they tried to call but I was in a tunnel so they couldn't get through?! This could happen. I spend a lot of time in tunnels going to and from work. Or what if they tried to call yesterday when I forgot my phone at home? My apartment is witchy so calls sometimes don't get through! Kohsuke tried to call several times last night and kept getting different weird automatic messages so I"m not just being paranoid. Oh my god. So I emailed them (I was going to call but there were 2 people at the interview and it wasn't clear which one was the higher up although now that I think about it maybe it was clear but whatever) this morning just to follow up. Is it acceptable to email as a follow up? See, I just know nothing about anything. I have to go back to bed now and pray for death. Why do I get so nervous!? Gah!
Ooo...but on the up side, I'm going to the Mango Tree restaurant for the fabulous lunch Thai buffet today with my retarded friend and my friend who makes up fun names for everything! Yay!!! What am I going to wear? No time to go back to bed now!
Ack! My phone just rang and I thought it might be the interview people calling me to offer me their fabulous job at twice the pay because I'm just so groovy they couldn't help themselves (I get that a lot you know) but no. It was the Kohsuke. Which is good also but maybe not as good as the job offering interview people. What can I say? I like money. Okay, must go and find my zen before I barf.
Really, why am I such a spaz?
Ooo...but on the up side, I'm going to the Mango Tree restaurant for the fabulous lunch Thai buffet today with my retarded friend and my friend who makes up fun names for everything! Yay!!! What am I going to wear? No time to go back to bed now!
Ack! My phone just rang and I thought it might be the interview people calling me to offer me their fabulous job at twice the pay because I'm just so groovy they couldn't help themselves (I get that a lot you know) but no. It was the Kohsuke. Which is good also but maybe not as good as the job offering interview people. What can I say? I like money. Okay, must go and find my zen before I barf.
Really, why am I such a spaz?
Monday, October 25, 2004
Stupid earthquakes!
I was jolted out of sleep last night by yet another frickin' earthquke! I'm so not a fan. Apparently it was only an aftershock from the bigger ones on Saturday but I'm just not sure how that works. In any case I'm done now.
I'm also done with hearing about the shinkansen (bullet train) that derailed during the earthquake. I mean, I understand that it's a big deal because it's the first time a shinkansen has derailed in the 40 years that they've been running here in Japan but seriously, how many times do we need to hear the analysis!? Nobody was injured. Not a single person. The train was passing almost directly over the earthquake epicenter and still it just popped off the track. It didn't break through the concrete barriers and hurtle off of the really high bridge like thingy it runs on plunging hundreds of passengers to their untimely deaths. No. It just sort of flopped off the track. It doesn't even look very damaged and yet we hear of nothing else. I could tell you all about the failsafe systems they have to prevent shinkansen tradgedies but I refuse! On principal! This bombardment of once interesting but now just aggrevating information stops here!!!!! I'm also quite sad because apparently I can no longer spell.
The news in Japan really annoys me. I like watching the news because I like to know what's going on in the world and they have this lovely dubbed news on when I get home from work which I watch pretty much everyday (unless I'm drunk or craving some crap tv as does happen) but everytime there's a disaster, no matter how minor, they talk about nothing else for days! And when I say nothing else, I mean NOTHING else! And they do it twice! They'll tell you the story and then say, "and now more about..." and they go over the exact same information again but with different people. Same dialogue and everything. I just don't understand. Maybe I'm missing something. Did you know that houses built before the 1980s are increasingly vulnerable to earthquakes? Especially wooden ones? Because I do. They've just said it 4 times in the past 10 minutes. Oh wait, it's not only old wooden buildings that are vulnerable. No, concrete can be damaged as well. Does this really surprise anyone? Is it really shocking, earth shattering news? Should we all move out of our crap apartments into new super swanky apartments? Oh wait, if I could afford to live in a super swanky new building what on earth would I be doing in my 1965 crap building in the first place!? Happy thoughts. Must think happy thoughts.
I think this earthquake thing has caused me mental damage. I'm vulnerable to that sort of thing. I think I heard somewhere that women born prior to 1980 are more vulnerable to mental damage due to unnecessary repetition. While it's a well known fact that women born before 1980 are more likely to be vulnerable to brain damage due to this repetition it also seems that women with green eyes are more seceptable than those with blue. However, while this is true that women with green eyes are more susceptible to this kind of mental damage caused by overwhelming amounts of mind numbing repetition than those with blue, women with blue eyes are not exempt from similar kinds of damage caused by ungodly, inhumane and completely overwhelming amounts of ridiculous repetition!!!! Kill me now.
I'm also done with hearing about the shinkansen (bullet train) that derailed during the earthquake. I mean, I understand that it's a big deal because it's the first time a shinkansen has derailed in the 40 years that they've been running here in Japan but seriously, how many times do we need to hear the analysis!? Nobody was injured. Not a single person. The train was passing almost directly over the earthquake epicenter and still it just popped off the track. It didn't break through the concrete barriers and hurtle off of the really high bridge like thingy it runs on plunging hundreds of passengers to their untimely deaths. No. It just sort of flopped off the track. It doesn't even look very damaged and yet we hear of nothing else. I could tell you all about the failsafe systems they have to prevent shinkansen tradgedies but I refuse! On principal! This bombardment of once interesting but now just aggrevating information stops here!!!!! I'm also quite sad because apparently I can no longer spell.
The news in Japan really annoys me. I like watching the news because I like to know what's going on in the world and they have this lovely dubbed news on when I get home from work which I watch pretty much everyday (unless I'm drunk or craving some crap tv as does happen) but everytime there's a disaster, no matter how minor, they talk about nothing else for days! And when I say nothing else, I mean NOTHING else! And they do it twice! They'll tell you the story and then say, "and now more about..." and they go over the exact same information again but with different people. Same dialogue and everything. I just don't understand. Maybe I'm missing something. Did you know that houses built before the 1980s are increasingly vulnerable to earthquakes? Especially wooden ones? Because I do. They've just said it 4 times in the past 10 minutes. Oh wait, it's not only old wooden buildings that are vulnerable. No, concrete can be damaged as well. Does this really surprise anyone? Is it really shocking, earth shattering news? Should we all move out of our crap apartments into new super swanky apartments? Oh wait, if I could afford to live in a super swanky new building what on earth would I be doing in my 1965 crap building in the first place!? Happy thoughts. Must think happy thoughts.
I think this earthquake thing has caused me mental damage. I'm vulnerable to that sort of thing. I think I heard somewhere that women born prior to 1980 are more vulnerable to mental damage due to unnecessary repetition. While it's a well known fact that women born before 1980 are more likely to be vulnerable to brain damage due to this repetition it also seems that women with green eyes are more seceptable than those with blue. However, while this is true that women with green eyes are more susceptible to this kind of mental damage caused by overwhelming amounts of mind numbing repetition than those with blue, women with blue eyes are not exempt from similar kinds of damage caused by ungodly, inhumane and completely overwhelming amounts of ridiculous repetition!!!! Kill me now.
Saturday, October 23, 2004
Vacation
I've decided that I need a vacation. I'm just not a big fan of this everyday life crap. Especially when the everyday includes crap earthquakes like the one happening right now. Fuck. Anyway, it seems to have passed so I'll continue. Sorry, I'm a little strange. But I think you've probably gathered that by now. And I don't mean that in a bad way. I like the strange bits of myself. But lately I've found myself feeling more and more...average? No. Not average. It's just that my life doesn't feel sparkly right now. It feels routine. And while I am a big fan of routine in the abstract it's not so fun on a day to day basis. You know what I'm saying? Maybe not. I feel very dull. Not dull as in boring but dull as in not shiny or sparkly. You know, like all my sparkly coating has been rubbed off. Like how water wears down rocks until they have no bumpy, spiky bits. And I much prefer to feel all sparkly and spiky. Don't you?
Anyway, I need a vacation from my life. It would be marvelous if you could not only change your location when you go on vacation (tee hee, that rhymes) but also your self. That would be super fantastico. Yes. But back here in the real world (sorry, I got distracted there), I just want to go somewhere. I've never been anywhere. I've always been kind of nomadic but it hasn't taken me anywhere really exotic. Unless you count Japan. Which I guess I do. But other than that, nothing. I've lived in Duncan BC, Campbell River BC, St. Paul Alberta, Nanaimo BC, Quadra Island BC, Calgary Alberta, Halifax Nova Scotia, Vancouver BC (actually Burnaby but whatever!) and now Tokyo Japan. And I've never had a vacation. Not really. I went on a family vacation once to Kelowna and Penticton when I was 15 which was quite entertaining but not exactly exotic. I mean, I was 15 so I went to the mall and the skatepark and chatted up cute boys which is pretty much the same thing I did when I was at home. Not exactly a wild departure from the norm.
I'm thinking I'd like to go to Hong Kong and see the craziness, or Thailand to ride on elephants and visit ruins or China to see the great wall and the crazy finger looking mountains, or Vietnam to see the...actually I don't really know what there is in Vietnam but I'm reasonably sure it wouldn't be anything like anywhere I've been before. Or Moscow for the reasons I've already mentioned in past posts. Or Korea. Or Okinawa. Or Hokkaido. Yep. And then eventually I'd like to see Europe. And Australia and New Zealand. And maybe after that Africa. I'd also love to see the middle east but somehow that doesn't seem like such a good idea at the moment. In any event I obviously have to find myself a real job so I can sock away some money for my all new travelling lifestyle. And Mexico. Did I mention Mexico?
But for now I will settle for a hot bath (but not tonight because of the earthquake thing) with candles and wine. And snuggling the doglet while reading a good book. These are also good things. I may have to rearrange my furniture. Maybe buy some new curtains and a bed spread. I'm thinking...red. My apartment is striking me as having entirely too much brown. It needs some screaming red to liven things up. And maybe a few purple bits. And a painting or two. I wonder if the doglet would hair up my bedspread if it were velvet. I have a thing for red velvet. But I do not have a thing for dog hair. I'll have to find something velvety and rub Lilo on it to see what happens. It's a plan.
Anyway, I need a vacation from my life. It would be marvelous if you could not only change your location when you go on vacation (tee hee, that rhymes) but also your self. That would be super fantastico. Yes. But back here in the real world (sorry, I got distracted there), I just want to go somewhere. I've never been anywhere. I've always been kind of nomadic but it hasn't taken me anywhere really exotic. Unless you count Japan. Which I guess I do. But other than that, nothing. I've lived in Duncan BC, Campbell River BC, St. Paul Alberta, Nanaimo BC, Quadra Island BC, Calgary Alberta, Halifax Nova Scotia, Vancouver BC (actually Burnaby but whatever!) and now Tokyo Japan. And I've never had a vacation. Not really. I went on a family vacation once to Kelowna and Penticton when I was 15 which was quite entertaining but not exactly exotic. I mean, I was 15 so I went to the mall and the skatepark and chatted up cute boys which is pretty much the same thing I did when I was at home. Not exactly a wild departure from the norm.
I'm thinking I'd like to go to Hong Kong and see the craziness, or Thailand to ride on elephants and visit ruins or China to see the great wall and the crazy finger looking mountains, or Vietnam to see the...actually I don't really know what there is in Vietnam but I'm reasonably sure it wouldn't be anything like anywhere I've been before. Or Moscow for the reasons I've already mentioned in past posts. Or Korea. Or Okinawa. Or Hokkaido. Yep. And then eventually I'd like to see Europe. And Australia and New Zealand. And maybe after that Africa. I'd also love to see the middle east but somehow that doesn't seem like such a good idea at the moment. In any event I obviously have to find myself a real job so I can sock away some money for my all new travelling lifestyle. And Mexico. Did I mention Mexico?
But for now I will settle for a hot bath (but not tonight because of the earthquake thing) with candles and wine. And snuggling the doglet while reading a good book. These are also good things. I may have to rearrange my furniture. Maybe buy some new curtains and a bed spread. I'm thinking...red. My apartment is striking me as having entirely too much brown. It needs some screaming red to liven things up. And maybe a few purple bits. And a painting or two. I wonder if the doglet would hair up my bedspread if it were velvet. I have a thing for red velvet. But I do not have a thing for dog hair. I'll have to find something velvety and rub Lilo on it to see what happens. It's a plan.
Holy crap.
That's all I have to say about the crazy earthquake action we've had here in Tokyo tonight. There were 3 large earthquakes in Niigata (about 200 km from Tokyo) within a span of about 40 minutes. And then there were aftershocks. Let me tell you, I'm not a big fan of any of it. Nope. None. The apartment has been shaking intermittently for about an hour now. I've packed a bag and am ready to rush out into the street should it escalate. Which it doesn't look like it will but I have no idea how people can claim to know things like that. Hence the bag.
Let me tell you a little bit about the earthquake thing. Lilo and I were watching the Day After Tomorrow (no more natural disaster movies for me for awhile!) when the first and I think biggest earthquake hit. Now let me stress that it wasn't all that big here in Tokyo. It was about a 3. Not so bad. However, tell that to my poor racing heart! I warn you, this account is going to be quite cheesy because I'm still a little shakey. Bear with me. First of all, time seems to slow down (for me anyway) during an earthquake. The biggest of the evening lasted for about a minute here but it seemed like every single second was articulated. It started out really slow and I thought maybe it was just in my head, like a dizzy spell or something and then it got stronger and stronger. The bookshelves were shaking and the broom that lives beside the fridge fell over and I thought for sure I was going to have a heart attack right then. Loud noises of any nature are cause for large amounts of stomache churning panic during an earthquake. For me anyway. Keep in mind, I am a total sissy. Totally. Anyway, I scooped up Lilo and headed toward the door because in our location they advise you to get out of the buildings and into the middle of the road or the parking lot out back because there aren't any really tall buildings around here so that's the safest place. In downtown Tokyo they advise you to stay inside because of the danger of falling glass from all of the giant buildings outside.
Anyway, the worst part for me is the rolling. You're on land. You're in a building. Yet it feels like you're on a boat and that's just not right. You'd think that having grown up on the west coast of Canada on boats and ferries and whatnot I'd be okay with that kind of motion but oh no. No, no, no. That motion is reserved for water in my mind. NOT land! I mean really.
That's about all I have to say. I'm a little wigged out right now so I'm going to watch another movie. But not a disaster movie. I'm going to watch About a Boy. As far as I can remember there is no scary or overly dramatic music in that one so I should be alright. Did I mention that the music playing during the movie when the earthquakes hit almost made me wet myself? Well it did. And not in a good way. Bah! I think I'll be safe with About a Boy. Lots of Elvis Costello and that sort of thing right? A little arty, indie type music. Sounds frickin' good to me. I was going to take a nice hot bath but I think I'll pass on that for tonight. Can you imagine being caught by a big ass earthquake while sitting nekkid in a tub?! I'd have to run out into the street in my birthday suit and that wouldn't be good for anyone. :-)
In summation...we are fine. Wigged out and a little jumpy but fine.
Let me tell you a little bit about the earthquake thing. Lilo and I were watching the Day After Tomorrow (no more natural disaster movies for me for awhile!) when the first and I think biggest earthquake hit. Now let me stress that it wasn't all that big here in Tokyo. It was about a 3. Not so bad. However, tell that to my poor racing heart! I warn you, this account is going to be quite cheesy because I'm still a little shakey. Bear with me. First of all, time seems to slow down (for me anyway) during an earthquake. The biggest of the evening lasted for about a minute here but it seemed like every single second was articulated. It started out really slow and I thought maybe it was just in my head, like a dizzy spell or something and then it got stronger and stronger. The bookshelves were shaking and the broom that lives beside the fridge fell over and I thought for sure I was going to have a heart attack right then. Loud noises of any nature are cause for large amounts of stomache churning panic during an earthquake. For me anyway. Keep in mind, I am a total sissy. Totally. Anyway, I scooped up Lilo and headed toward the door because in our location they advise you to get out of the buildings and into the middle of the road or the parking lot out back because there aren't any really tall buildings around here so that's the safest place. In downtown Tokyo they advise you to stay inside because of the danger of falling glass from all of the giant buildings outside.
Anyway, the worst part for me is the rolling. You're on land. You're in a building. Yet it feels like you're on a boat and that's just not right. You'd think that having grown up on the west coast of Canada on boats and ferries and whatnot I'd be okay with that kind of motion but oh no. No, no, no. That motion is reserved for water in my mind. NOT land! I mean really.
That's about all I have to say. I'm a little wigged out right now so I'm going to watch another movie. But not a disaster movie. I'm going to watch About a Boy. As far as I can remember there is no scary or overly dramatic music in that one so I should be alright. Did I mention that the music playing during the movie when the earthquakes hit almost made me wet myself? Well it did. And not in a good way. Bah! I think I'll be safe with About a Boy. Lots of Elvis Costello and that sort of thing right? A little arty, indie type music. Sounds frickin' good to me. I was going to take a nice hot bath but I think I'll pass on that for tonight. Can you imagine being caught by a big ass earthquake while sitting nekkid in a tub?! I'd have to run out into the street in my birthday suit and that wouldn't be good for anyone. :-)
In summation...we are fine. Wigged out and a little jumpy but fine.
Friday, October 22, 2004
Woo hoo!
I was going through my old emails while drinking scandalous amounts of wine trying to sort out what to keep and what to delete and all that good stuff and I found this lovely quiz thingy and as most of you know I'm addicted to the quiz thingys so I decided to post it. Woo hoo!
1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says:
"Girl, Interrupted, 1999. -Susanna Kaysen. (what can I say, it's actually a book or erotic short stories but it just wasn't a spicy page).
2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first? Window. This really isn't so exciting so far. Not even the wine can help me now.
3: What is the last thing you watched on TV?: Roswell. I'm a sucker for teen angst. Plus that Max guy takes off his shirt sometimes and it's lovely. I didn't know anyone who looked like that when I was in high school. Unless you were drunk. And squinted alot. I know, I tried.
4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is: 2:30 am?
5: Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?: 1:57 am. I'm usually so good at the time guessing!! I blame the wine! It was the wine dammit!
6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?: Morcheeba, fridge humming (god I hate that sound - I always feel all cracked out and trailer park when I here it. What's that all about?), traffic (yes, at 2am there is traffic - I live in Tokyo), and the clock ticking. Not my biological clock either. My alarm clock. This is another sound that I despise. Grrr.
7: When did you last step outside? I took doglet for a walk around midnight. She likes the walking and if I take her out walking close to when I go to bed then she makes with the sleeping too and I like that!
Doing? Oh. I jumped the gun a little on that one. Can I blame the wine again?
8: Before you came to this website, what did you look at?: My email. I'm addicted. I check my email about a million times a day.
9: What are you wearing?: Really big, oversized hoodie Kohsuke's friend Kazuki gave me. Comfy.
10: Did you dream last night? Probably. I always dream but I don't remember much unless you ask me right away.
11: When did you last laugh? Maybe an hour ago. Lilo likes to freak out and when she does it involves flattening her ears, tucking her tail under her bum and racing laps around our tiny apartment. It's cracks me up every time.
12: What is on the walls of the room you are in? Bad textured japanese wallpaper (a staple here in Japan), pictures of friends and family, bulletin board with heaps of crazy stuff tacked to it, some shelves (cool 70s style square type shelves - I am so hip), a Vines poster (framed because I'm a grown-up now), wedding photo, photo my friend Shae gave me for my birthday (very cool even though she is not - tee hee - kidding!), Emily the Strange calendar and a poster for kids to help them learn their Hiragana (because maybe I'm not so grown up after all).
16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?: Today I'm thinking plane tickets to Moscow for me and some of my friends. Although maybe somewhere warmer would be better considering the season. No, I've always had this secret vision of myself wearing crazy furs (I know, I know, furs are bad but it's just a vision for chrissakes!) riding in a horse drawn carriage in some fabulous russian city with the fancy onion shaped domes in the background sipping some lovely red russian wine in the middle of winter with a light snow falling. I am such a dork. I should never be allowed to watch tv or movies ever again.
17: Tell me something about you that I don't know: I secretly long to be very, very stupid and very, very shockingly beautiful. So beautiful it makes your teeth hurt. Ridiculously good looking you might say (if you're a total dork and you've seen Zoolander about a hundred too many times).
1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says:
"Girl, Interrupted, 1999. -Susanna Kaysen. (what can I say, it's actually a book or erotic short stories but it just wasn't a spicy page).
2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first? Window. This really isn't so exciting so far. Not even the wine can help me now.
3: What is the last thing you watched on TV?: Roswell. I'm a sucker for teen angst. Plus that Max guy takes off his shirt sometimes and it's lovely. I didn't know anyone who looked like that when I was in high school. Unless you were drunk. And squinted alot. I know, I tried.
4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is: 2:30 am?
5: Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?: 1:57 am. I'm usually so good at the time guessing!! I blame the wine! It was the wine dammit!
6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?: Morcheeba, fridge humming (god I hate that sound - I always feel all cracked out and trailer park when I here it. What's that all about?), traffic (yes, at 2am there is traffic - I live in Tokyo), and the clock ticking. Not my biological clock either. My alarm clock. This is another sound that I despise. Grrr.
7: When did you last step outside? I took doglet for a walk around midnight. She likes the walking and if I take her out walking close to when I go to bed then she makes with the sleeping too and I like that!
Doing? Oh. I jumped the gun a little on that one. Can I blame the wine again?
8: Before you came to this website, what did you look at?: My email. I'm addicted. I check my email about a million times a day.
9: What are you wearing?: Really big, oversized hoodie Kohsuke's friend Kazuki gave me. Comfy.
10: Did you dream last night? Probably. I always dream but I don't remember much unless you ask me right away.
11: When did you last laugh? Maybe an hour ago. Lilo likes to freak out and when she does it involves flattening her ears, tucking her tail under her bum and racing laps around our tiny apartment. It's cracks me up every time.
12: What is on the walls of the room you are in? Bad textured japanese wallpaper (a staple here in Japan), pictures of friends and family, bulletin board with heaps of crazy stuff tacked to it, some shelves (cool 70s style square type shelves - I am so hip), a Vines poster (framed because I'm a grown-up now), wedding photo, photo my friend Shae gave me for my birthday (very cool even though she is not - tee hee - kidding!), Emily the Strange calendar and a poster for kids to help them learn their Hiragana (because maybe I'm not so grown up after all).
16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?: Today I'm thinking plane tickets to Moscow for me and some of my friends. Although maybe somewhere warmer would be better considering the season. No, I've always had this secret vision of myself wearing crazy furs (I know, I know, furs are bad but it's just a vision for chrissakes!) riding in a horse drawn carriage in some fabulous russian city with the fancy onion shaped domes in the background sipping some lovely red russian wine in the middle of winter with a light snow falling. I am such a dork. I should never be allowed to watch tv or movies ever again.
17: Tell me something about you that I don't know: I secretly long to be very, very stupid and very, very shockingly beautiful. So beautiful it makes your teeth hurt. Ridiculously good looking you might say (if you're a total dork and you've seen Zoolander about a hundred too many times).
Wednesday, October 20, 2004
What the?!?
What's with the no comments on my fabulous blog? I mean seriously people! I feel like I'm talking to myself here. Which actually, isn't so bad. I'm kind of used to it really. I talk to myself all the time. What's really bad is that recently I've found myself taking to myself in public without being entirely aware of it. Spooky. Give me a herd of cats and a long black skirt (already have one actually) and I'll be set. The Mad Cat Lady. The guy who rides around my neighbourhood in a bright yellow suit with a bright pink tie and a doll dressed in matching colours in his bicycle basket can be my boyfriend. He's a little old for me but his daring fashion sense makes up for it.
The more that I think about it the more sense it makes. I could dress Lilo in a matching outfit! She could wear little strap on wings and horns or a gargoyle suit and I could wear all black (many shaggy layers) and maybe a really big, floppy velvet hat. A fusia hat. Because who doesn't love a cat lady with a fusia hat? And it'll match my boyfriend's tie. See, I'm thinking. Lilo's horns could also be fusia. Or hot pink. Is there a difference? Because in my head there isn't but my head is a...well, not exactly a hotbed of logic.
Okay bye.
The more that I think about it the more sense it makes. I could dress Lilo in a matching outfit! She could wear little strap on wings and horns or a gargoyle suit and I could wear all black (many shaggy layers) and maybe a really big, floppy velvet hat. A fusia hat. Because who doesn't love a cat lady with a fusia hat? And it'll match my boyfriend's tie. See, I'm thinking. Lilo's horns could also be fusia. Or hot pink. Is there a difference? Because in my head there isn't but my head is a...well, not exactly a hotbed of logic.
Okay bye.
Thursday, October 14, 2004
I don't understand.
Okay, so as many of you know, I love Pretty in Pink. Actually, I love almost any John Hughes movie but it's Pretty in Pink that I'm concerned with now. And I have an issue. Here it is. When Andy and Blaine meet up at the prom and she's wearing that awful dress that she made herself and he's looking like death in a really bad wig because the scene had to be reshot long after the film was finished because audiences didn't like the original ending he says to her "you said you couldn't be with someone who didn't believe in you, I believed in you. You just didn't believe in me." but what is he talking about? Okay, so she had a little hissy fit in the hall at school with the "what about prom?!" screeching but he had been ducking her calls and pretending he didn't see her in the parking lot and that sort of thing so really, what was she supposed to think? And then instead of talking to her about whatever was up his butt he makes up this story about how he asked someone else to the prom a couple of months before that and forgot. I mean seriously. What's up with that? So his little speech at the prom kind of picks my ass. Do you see what I'm saying here? Oh and I also hate the bit where on their first date he wants to take her to a party and she doesn't want to go because his friends are jerks (hot jerks but jerks nonetheless...mmm...james spader...) and he says "we can hang out with your friends, go crawl under a rock or something." Would you date someone who thinks your friends are something that lives under a rock? Anyway, as I said before I have too much time on my hands and not enough cds so I end up having dvds playing in the background instead of music and this is what comes of that sort of thing. Nothing good. I have to shower now.
Way too much time on my hands
So my friend Marla and I were just emailing about grades and school and stuff and how we were (and really still are actually) all about the grading and I've come to the conclusion that I miss school. I think that people would be much more productive at work if only the employers would adopt a grading system. It would give you something to strive for. Job satisfaction my ass. I'm all about the grades. And they would have to be standard type grades. At Nova we have E for excellent, G for good, S for satisfactory and P for poor but I just can't seem to get too excited about it. Ok, that's not entirely true. I love review time because I get almost all Gs and Es and one P for attendance because when I'm sick I just stay home. If you miss like 2 days (or maybe 3, who's counting really?) in a 6 month period you automatically get a P. So it's a throw away. Like science or PE. Because I didn't like science much. I refused to dissect things. The cute boy who sat in front of me dissected the eyeball for me. I used to command that kind of power over boys. It was great. Anyway, I think Nova should adopt a more traditional grading scheme. There's nothing more satisfying than an A+. Although I think that an A++ is just silly. I've given this way too much thought.
There's something wrong with me...
Seriously. There really is. It's the most beautiful day today...sunny and clear with a lovely breeze. You know, it's the kind of day that makes you want to run outside in your underpants and spin around in the street like a loonie ballerina. You know what I mean right? Right?! Whatever, anyway...it's frickin' gorgeous. And you know what I want to do? I mean other than the underpants spinning thing? I want to go shopping. Isn't that sad? Not hiking or boating or going to a park (although there is this really nice park in Harajuku about 5 minutes from the section where I like to go shopping...) just shopping. It's like a disease. But I can control myself. I'm good like that. I'm going to spend the remainder of my pre-work bliss cleaning my apartment like a reasonable, responsible adult. Woo hoo! Go me!
Ooo! And there's a fun new australian guy at work who amused me for...minutes (it's not an exciting job so the minutes of amusement between the ages of boredom are like gold I tell you! gold!!) yesterday by singing the theme songs of Degrassi Junior High, Saved by the Bell and a variety of other wonderful yet cheesy old tv shows from the golden days of my youth. Well, maybe not so golden when I think about it. But whatever. I appreciate anyone who can sing me some theme songs. Especially while wearing a suit and looking all professional and grown-up like. He's a keeper. So now we have the texan who fills my movie quotation quota (favourites are Billy Madison and Dazed and Confused) the new aussie with the theme songs, the other aussie who is just a total nutbar (in a good way), the irishman whose accent makes everything sound just a little bit funnier, the canadian who makes up wonderful names for everyone and everything (you know who you are) and the kiwi who is just plain retarded (and you know you are!). It's a good bunch. I'm sad that Laurie is leaving (Saturday is her last day) and Shae is also on her way out (November) but at least for now all is well. And amusing.
We have a new canadian girl coming in on the weekend. We'll have to see how it goes. She's from Toronto and you know how those people are...tee hee. Don't hurt me Moody. Anyway, I'm still looking to transfer out of my current branch to one a little closer to home but it's not seeming quite so urgent anymore.
Oh hey, I taught a couple of group kids classes for a little kids english school last week and it was great! I love kids! They're actually fun! Who knew? I always thought it would be like one of those nightmares where you're standing in front of a crowd of really small people and they're all laughing at you and you don't know why and then you realise that you've left your pants off or your underwear are on the outside or your skirt is tucked into your pantyhose which would be quite a feat since I never actually wear pantyhose as I"m pretty sure they were invented by the devil. Or one of his minions at the very least. But yeah. It was great! We sang retarded songs and played some games and did some silly dances and a puppet show (I was a shark) and made some paper bag creatures with ribbony arms. It was kind of like being drunk (what with the singing and crazy dancing and running around like a retard, not to mention the puppet show. Who doesn't love a drunken puppet show?) but without the hangover. Or the barfing. It was good. And not even one of them tried to bite me (I was pretty convinced beforehand that they had fangs and would lunge at me given the opportunity).
And I'm not bored today! Woo hoo! I'm feeling downright frisky! Not frisky in the icky pervy way mind you...just footloose and fancy free. What does that actually mean? And why am I talking like someone's great grandma or aunt or someone else smelling of moth balls and potpurri? Ooo! Pretty in Pink is on and it's getting to the part where Molly Ringwald has the big freakout in the hallway at Blaine about the prom "what about prom Blaine!?" "couldn't we just talk about this after school?" "NO! what about prom?!" and then Ducky gets into the big fight with James Spader and it's a total spazfest and I love it. So I have to go.
Ooo! And there's a fun new australian guy at work who amused me for...minutes (it's not an exciting job so the minutes of amusement between the ages of boredom are like gold I tell you! gold!!) yesterday by singing the theme songs of Degrassi Junior High, Saved by the Bell and a variety of other wonderful yet cheesy old tv shows from the golden days of my youth. Well, maybe not so golden when I think about it. But whatever. I appreciate anyone who can sing me some theme songs. Especially while wearing a suit and looking all professional and grown-up like. He's a keeper. So now we have the texan who fills my movie quotation quota (favourites are Billy Madison and Dazed and Confused) the new aussie with the theme songs, the other aussie who is just a total nutbar (in a good way), the irishman whose accent makes everything sound just a little bit funnier, the canadian who makes up wonderful names for everyone and everything (you know who you are) and the kiwi who is just plain retarded (and you know you are!). It's a good bunch. I'm sad that Laurie is leaving (Saturday is her last day) and Shae is also on her way out (November) but at least for now all is well. And amusing.
We have a new canadian girl coming in on the weekend. We'll have to see how it goes. She's from Toronto and you know how those people are...tee hee. Don't hurt me Moody. Anyway, I'm still looking to transfer out of my current branch to one a little closer to home but it's not seeming quite so urgent anymore.
Oh hey, I taught a couple of group kids classes for a little kids english school last week and it was great! I love kids! They're actually fun! Who knew? I always thought it would be like one of those nightmares where you're standing in front of a crowd of really small people and they're all laughing at you and you don't know why and then you realise that you've left your pants off or your underwear are on the outside or your skirt is tucked into your pantyhose which would be quite a feat since I never actually wear pantyhose as I"m pretty sure they were invented by the devil. Or one of his minions at the very least. But yeah. It was great! We sang retarded songs and played some games and did some silly dances and a puppet show (I was a shark) and made some paper bag creatures with ribbony arms. It was kind of like being drunk (what with the singing and crazy dancing and running around like a retard, not to mention the puppet show. Who doesn't love a drunken puppet show?) but without the hangover. Or the barfing. It was good. And not even one of them tried to bite me (I was pretty convinced beforehand that they had fangs and would lunge at me given the opportunity).
And I'm not bored today! Woo hoo! I'm feeling downright frisky! Not frisky in the icky pervy way mind you...just footloose and fancy free. What does that actually mean? And why am I talking like someone's great grandma or aunt or someone else smelling of moth balls and potpurri? Ooo! Pretty in Pink is on and it's getting to the part where Molly Ringwald has the big freakout in the hallway at Blaine about the prom "what about prom Blaine!?" "couldn't we just talk about this after school?" "NO! what about prom?!" and then Ducky gets into the big fight with James Spader and it's a total spazfest and I love it. So I have to go.
I am so bored
It's true. I'm so bored that I'm almost too bored even to talk about how bored I am. It's just so boring.
I'm waiting for Kohsuke to come home from work and amuse me but it's not looking so good. It's already 11:51pm and he's still not home so I'm thinking that maybe I should just go to sleep. It passes the time. I don't know what it is about tonight. Usually I'm quite content to just watch some tv or read or draw or play with the doglet but today it seems that I'm just too bored to focus on any of it. So bored. I can't help but think that if there were a Starbucks downstairs my life would be better. I'd probably still be bored but at least I'd be bored in a comfy armchair sipping a Chai Latte. And that's the kind of boredom I can handle. Mmm...chai...I think I'm going to go make a cup of my cheap chai knockoff beverage I bought at Costco. Mmm...cheap chai knockoff...yummy. Actually, it is pretty yummy.
I wish I had something interesting to say here (but probably not as much as you do! tee hee). But no.
Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
So bored.
I have to sleep now. I'm so bored I can't stand it anymore. And that's pretty frickin' bored.
On a side note let me tell you that there's not much in the world that's quite as gross as a dog chewing it's own ass while sitting on your lap. And I know this from experience. Oh god. Now I'm grossed out and bored. Will this night never end?!
I'm waiting for Kohsuke to come home from work and amuse me but it's not looking so good. It's already 11:51pm and he's still not home so I'm thinking that maybe I should just go to sleep. It passes the time. I don't know what it is about tonight. Usually I'm quite content to just watch some tv or read or draw or play with the doglet but today it seems that I'm just too bored to focus on any of it. So bored. I can't help but think that if there were a Starbucks downstairs my life would be better. I'd probably still be bored but at least I'd be bored in a comfy armchair sipping a Chai Latte. And that's the kind of boredom I can handle. Mmm...chai...I think I'm going to go make a cup of my cheap chai knockoff beverage I bought at Costco. Mmm...cheap chai knockoff...yummy. Actually, it is pretty yummy.
I wish I had something interesting to say here (but probably not as much as you do! tee hee). But no.
Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
So bored.
I have to sleep now. I'm so bored I can't stand it anymore. And that's pretty frickin' bored.
On a side note let me tell you that there's not much in the world that's quite as gross as a dog chewing it's own ass while sitting on your lap. And I know this from experience. Oh god. Now I'm grossed out and bored. Will this night never end?!
Wednesday, October 13, 2004
On the Up Side
I was so busy with my tirade-y post that I forgot to mention that I just got a really great design project last week! Kohsuke's boss has contracted me to build their company site! Woo hoo! He's sort of got a collection of businesses that he owns or co-owns so I'll be creating 4 separate sites altogether. They are QT Sue (hair salon), Hosokawa (hair and make-up artist), Godot (copywriting/advertising company) and WPG (design firm). I'm pretty excited about the whole thing. Last week was our first meeting so things right now are in the early stages of development and planning which I love. It's nice to be working on a "real" design project again. Not that I don't love doing illustration stuff, because I do, but this just seems a little more substantial. You know what I mean? Anyway, that's my news. Woo hoo!
Draaaaaamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Well, we've had some drama with a capital "D" here over the last week. And you know, I'm not such a big fan of the drama as I once was. Gone is the girl who was voted most likely to start a riot. Who knew? Anyway, there were some unkind (but too, too true) things said about a girl (let's just leave it at that shall we) on another journal written by...we'll call her Suzy...and myself (when will I learn to keep my bitchiness to myself?!) that was found by said girl and...yeah. Drama. She printed out the offending post and took it to work (not my school thankfully) where she showed it to anyone and everyone including her boss (who does that? I mean seriously?) and now it's a big controversy. Luckily (for me) I'm not the focal point of the outrage. Just a footnote actually. But unfortunately the fallout has affected (or is it effected?) the boyfriend of...Suzy...in that no one at his workplace will speak to him. I feel like smack! Bang! I'm back in high school again! "So and so said something mean (but true dammit!!!) about me so let's not be friends with her or anyone who's even remotely associated with her!" Bah. He didn't even do anything! Whatever. Like oh my god, I'm like WAY too old for this! Like whatever. And now I have the guilt. Because she was never supposed to read the snarkiness. It was supposed to be private and not actually hurtful to any of the parties involved (I'm a bitch yes, but I'm not usually a malicious one) but no. Of course she had to go and find it. I don't like the guilt. It makes me feel all icky on the insides. Grrr.
You would think that having turned 30 just 9 days ago I would be a little more mature and whatnot wouldn't you? Maybe that should be my I just turned 30 life altering resolution. No more random meanness. Well, that and getting rid of my giant butt. We'll see how it goes. I'll keep you posted. :-)
You would think that having turned 30 just 9 days ago I would be a little more mature and whatnot wouldn't you? Maybe that should be my I just turned 30 life altering resolution. No more random meanness. Well, that and getting rid of my giant butt. We'll see how it goes. I'll keep you posted. :-)
Monday, October 04, 2004
Supercalifragilisticexpiallafun.
So my birthday festivities were fun. On Saturday night Laurie, Ian, Moody and IanP came over with the prezzies (mmm...prezzies) and we went to the little bar downstairs (finally) where they had an all you can drink special (2 hours for 2,000 yen which is about $20) and there was a cute little chocolate cake with 30 candles on it. It was a fire hazard. There were also some tequila shots which was very upsetting. I traded a drawing for a little virgin mary statue that they had in the bathroom (they had 4 and that's just greedy) and the owner of the bar kept giving me additional free drinks and a bottle of sparkling wine as a present. It was really nice. Shae couldn't make it which was sad but we decided maybe a good thing because if she had been there I'm pretty sure we wouldn't have made it to bed anytime before 4am and the next day would've been a nightmare. That Shae is a bad influence. :-)
The next day we took a bus (1 hour 40 min) to Fujikyu Highland Park. It rained torrentially for most of the day so we had to stick to the indoor rides for the most part. We went on some lame indoor roller coaster-ish ride with laser guns and robots to shoot (sounds cooler than it actually was), a horror sound show called the Execution where we had to sit inside a cell in a chair shaped vaguely like an electric chair with head phones on and then there were weird sounds like heavy breathing in your ear and strangling sounds and at one point a chain saw. It was a little freaky but I think it would've been better if it had been pitch black inside because then the expectation of someone sneaking up behind you would be really awful. But there was dim lighting and you could clearly see that there was no one there. We also went on one of those water log ride type things which was fantastic. I went twice! It was so huge and there was so much water!!! Loved it. We also went to the haunted hospital but they have this movie they show you before they send you into the hospital and about half way through it I realised that there was no way I could do it. As did Laurie. So we both freaked out and ran out like the yellow bellied sissies that we are. And I will NEVER go back there. Shae, Ian and Laurie continued on for about 20 minutes before Shae left and then Ian and Kohsuke finished. Apparently Shae was only about 5 or 10 minutes away from the end when she stopped but she thought she was only halfway through (it usually takes about 45 minutes to get through so I guess they did a good job) the maze and couldn't face the thought of another 20. She said it was the most horrible, terrifying thing she's ever seen. Ian was shaking like a leaf when he came out and Kohsuke was grinning like a crazy person. Let me just interject that it actually smelled like a real hospital. The clincher for me not going on was the numerous signs in the movie room warning us not to stand at any time during the movie and the large holes in the ceiling above us. Wrapped up bodies dropped down from the holes when the movie ended. I have this information second hand because I was already safely in the gift shop by then. Seriously...the movie had the horrible twitchy zombie looking people and people in body bags sitting up and all sorts of gross Ring like stuff. I just couldn't take it. It's strange because even now I think to myself that I'd really like to go back and try again but I know that I'd never be able to get through it. It's a maze and people actually chase you. Ack!
Then at about 6:30ish the rain stopped and most of the rides opened up. One of the coasters stayed closed because it was too dangerous with the wet but most things opened. I went on a crazy ride that flips you around upside down and backwards and forwards and so on and it was frickin' great. I'm so going back on that again. And there were the tea cups like at Disney, bumper cars, a crazy swing thingy like at the PNE in Vancouver, And some other small rides. I chickened out once again when it came time to ride the other big roller coaster. It only opened long enough for about 4 or 5 rides to go through and I just couldn't do it. I need time for these things. I was freaked out on the way up and my chickening out was finalised when I saw people getting off the coaster in tears. Big guys shaking like little kids. Shae came off looking quite wobbly and Kohsuke was grinning as usual. Next time I'm going to try to work my way up to the coaster. Maybe I'll go on the crazy spinny thing a couple of times to get worked up and then get on the coaster. When you're afraid of heights these things take a lot of planning and effort. And I'm REALLY afraid of heights.
Then yesterday on my actual birthday I did nothing. We both had to work so the day was just a normal day and then I got word that I'd been turned down for full time AGAIN despite the fact that I only applied for it this time because the head teacher at my school, the area manager and the japanese manager asked me to because some of our teachers are leaving and they wanted me to go full time because they know me and I'm a good teacher which is better than just risking it with a new person. Funny. When I renewed my contract they told me to wait 6 months and then apply for full time when my attendance record had improved which would be about December but then they asked me to apply early because of the reason I mentioned and also because around December there is always a huge influx of teachers due to Nova's recruitment schedule so it would be difficult to give me a full time position. But no. So I'm taking it as a sign. And a bit of an insult. I wish people would stop setting me up for this crap. Last time I was assured that my attendance issues in the first half of my first contract were not bad enough to warrant denying me full time and then I was denied. And now this. SO I think I'm done. I'm going to a meeting today for a big freelance web design contract which is good so if I get it I think I'll refrain from throwing myself against the brick wall that is Nova head office again. Part time is good enough if I can keep the freelance work coming. Needless to say I felt so crappy by the time I was finished my shift I just went home and had a bath instead of going out for yakiniku as we'd planned. Not such a good day really. But the weekend was fun.
Okay, lunchtime now!
The next day we took a bus (1 hour 40 min) to Fujikyu Highland Park. It rained torrentially for most of the day so we had to stick to the indoor rides for the most part. We went on some lame indoor roller coaster-ish ride with laser guns and robots to shoot (sounds cooler than it actually was), a horror sound show called the Execution where we had to sit inside a cell in a chair shaped vaguely like an electric chair with head phones on and then there were weird sounds like heavy breathing in your ear and strangling sounds and at one point a chain saw. It was a little freaky but I think it would've been better if it had been pitch black inside because then the expectation of someone sneaking up behind you would be really awful. But there was dim lighting and you could clearly see that there was no one there. We also went on one of those water log ride type things which was fantastic. I went twice! It was so huge and there was so much water!!! Loved it. We also went to the haunted hospital but they have this movie they show you before they send you into the hospital and about half way through it I realised that there was no way I could do it. As did Laurie. So we both freaked out and ran out like the yellow bellied sissies that we are. And I will NEVER go back there. Shae, Ian and Laurie continued on for about 20 minutes before Shae left and then Ian and Kohsuke finished. Apparently Shae was only about 5 or 10 minutes away from the end when she stopped but she thought she was only halfway through (it usually takes about 45 minutes to get through so I guess they did a good job) the maze and couldn't face the thought of another 20. She said it was the most horrible, terrifying thing she's ever seen. Ian was shaking like a leaf when he came out and Kohsuke was grinning like a crazy person. Let me just interject that it actually smelled like a real hospital. The clincher for me not going on was the numerous signs in the movie room warning us not to stand at any time during the movie and the large holes in the ceiling above us. Wrapped up bodies dropped down from the holes when the movie ended. I have this information second hand because I was already safely in the gift shop by then. Seriously...the movie had the horrible twitchy zombie looking people and people in body bags sitting up and all sorts of gross Ring like stuff. I just couldn't take it. It's strange because even now I think to myself that I'd really like to go back and try again but I know that I'd never be able to get through it. It's a maze and people actually chase you. Ack!
Then at about 6:30ish the rain stopped and most of the rides opened up. One of the coasters stayed closed because it was too dangerous with the wet but most things opened. I went on a crazy ride that flips you around upside down and backwards and forwards and so on and it was frickin' great. I'm so going back on that again. And there were the tea cups like at Disney, bumper cars, a crazy swing thingy like at the PNE in Vancouver, And some other small rides. I chickened out once again when it came time to ride the other big roller coaster. It only opened long enough for about 4 or 5 rides to go through and I just couldn't do it. I need time for these things. I was freaked out on the way up and my chickening out was finalised when I saw people getting off the coaster in tears. Big guys shaking like little kids. Shae came off looking quite wobbly and Kohsuke was grinning as usual. Next time I'm going to try to work my way up to the coaster. Maybe I'll go on the crazy spinny thing a couple of times to get worked up and then get on the coaster. When you're afraid of heights these things take a lot of planning and effort. And I'm REALLY afraid of heights.
Then yesterday on my actual birthday I did nothing. We both had to work so the day was just a normal day and then I got word that I'd been turned down for full time AGAIN despite the fact that I only applied for it this time because the head teacher at my school, the area manager and the japanese manager asked me to because some of our teachers are leaving and they wanted me to go full time because they know me and I'm a good teacher which is better than just risking it with a new person. Funny. When I renewed my contract they told me to wait 6 months and then apply for full time when my attendance record had improved which would be about December but then they asked me to apply early because of the reason I mentioned and also because around December there is always a huge influx of teachers due to Nova's recruitment schedule so it would be difficult to give me a full time position. But no. So I'm taking it as a sign. And a bit of an insult. I wish people would stop setting me up for this crap. Last time I was assured that my attendance issues in the first half of my first contract were not bad enough to warrant denying me full time and then I was denied. And now this. SO I think I'm done. I'm going to a meeting today for a big freelance web design contract which is good so if I get it I think I'll refrain from throwing myself against the brick wall that is Nova head office again. Part time is good enough if I can keep the freelance work coming. Needless to say I felt so crappy by the time I was finished my shift I just went home and had a bath instead of going out for yakiniku as we'd planned. Not such a good day really. But the weekend was fun.
Okay, lunchtime now!
Friday, October 01, 2004
Meowmeowmeowmeow.
The weather in Tokyo is so confusing. When I left for Canada it was in the upper 20s which felt more like the 30s because of the deathly humidity and when I came back...same. Then a few days later it's brrrsville. Which is not a bad thing in my opinion because I enjoy not sweating as much as the next girl (maybe more even, I mean there's no accounting for some people's tastes.)and then it was sticky again. And then for the past few days it was lovely and cool and rainy (yes, I'm an island girl...I like the rain) and now today is like the perfect summer day! It's lovely. Not at all fall like. Very confusing. I mean, we have weather swings on the west coast all the time but here they just seem a whole lot more dramamtic. Oh god. For the rest of my life, no matter where I am I'm going to be one of those people that wander around saying, "no, it's not the heat, it's the humidity that makes it unbearable." I hate those people. Gah!
Today's been a pretty good day so far. I woke up early after having a really crappy night's sleep but oddly enough I feel pretty good. It must be the incessant cheerfulness of this damn lovely day. So yeah, I lounged about in bed with my book for quite some time (I'm a big ol' geek - there's nothing better than lounging with a good book) then I washed the dog (actually quite amusing), watched some Buffy the Vampire Slayer (again with the geek) and now I'm emailing and blogging (I really hate that word) and listening to Duran Duran. And what may I ask is better than Duran Duran? Ooo...and when Kohsuke went to do the laundry ( I don't do laundry) he found that someone had left a bunch of really funky pottery planters and stuff outside with a sign saying please take me or whatever (I'm taking his word for it...it was in japanese so it could've said "please don't steal my handmade pottery passed down through my family for generations and generations" I really don't know) so now I have a bunch of groovy planters. It's almost like a special birthday present from the gods. Although one would hope that if the gods were going to be giving out prezzies they'd go with cash. Or diamonds. I have a thing for diamonds. And then I had birthday McDonalds for lunch which differs from regular McDonalds in that it has no calories. Everybody knows that.
So tonight I have no idea what's happening because Kohsuke has been toying with me. I love surprises you see and part of what I love about surprises is trying to figure them out. And I'm usually pretty good at that sort of thing because I'm all about the surprises (but mine are kind of mean...I had Kohsuke completely convinced that none of his friends were going to be able to come out for his birthday this year and he was totally bummed for days) but this time I can't really figure out what's going on for sure because everytime I ask him something he says "yeah, sure" in the exact same tone of voice. I'm pretty sure people are just coming over here but maybe not. And tomorrow I'm almost 100% positive we're going to Fujikyu Highlands Park which has the largest haunted house in the world (it's actually an abandoned hospital theme so I may wet myself because japanese haunted houses are WAY scarier than regular haunted houses, Virve back me up here! and hospitals are scary already). And one of the tallest roller coasters. Did I mention I'm terrified of heights? I just managed to get to the point where I can keep my eyes open on the Disney roller coasters. I would say that this is a definite step up from those. I may pass out. It's the part where the cart or whatever you call it starts climbing that really gets to me. That horrible clicking sound! It starts out fast and then gets slower and slower as though the cart might not be able to make it...maybe there are too many people, maybe it's too heavy for the safety or maybe...yeah. And then there's that horrible pause as the cart goes over the hump, before gravity takes hold...gah! It freaks me right out.
Here's an unofficial site about the haunted hospital...
http://www.dafe.org/attractions/walkthroughs/fujikyu/fujikyu.htm
And here's a crazy site some guy made where he took a video camera onto a bunch of different roller coasters and videotaped the ride. The Fujikyu coasters are on here too! Turn up the sound. It sounds like some of these people were almost as scared as I'll be. If that's where we're really going. I just went to the sight to have a look at some of the coasters again and I think I may throw up. I'm really the hugest sissy. I looked at one of the coasters they have at the Tokyo Dome amusement park and I have never seen anything so horrible in my entire life. Never.
http://www.asovini.com/screamer/e/
Alright. I have to go throw up now. See ya.
Today's been a pretty good day so far. I woke up early after having a really crappy night's sleep but oddly enough I feel pretty good. It must be the incessant cheerfulness of this damn lovely day. So yeah, I lounged about in bed with my book for quite some time (I'm a big ol' geek - there's nothing better than lounging with a good book) then I washed the dog (actually quite amusing), watched some Buffy the Vampire Slayer (again with the geek) and now I'm emailing and blogging (I really hate that word) and listening to Duran Duran. And what may I ask is better than Duran Duran? Ooo...and when Kohsuke went to do the laundry ( I don't do laundry) he found that someone had left a bunch of really funky pottery planters and stuff outside with a sign saying please take me or whatever (I'm taking his word for it...it was in japanese so it could've said "please don't steal my handmade pottery passed down through my family for generations and generations" I really don't know) so now I have a bunch of groovy planters. It's almost like a special birthday present from the gods. Although one would hope that if the gods were going to be giving out prezzies they'd go with cash. Or diamonds. I have a thing for diamonds. And then I had birthday McDonalds for lunch which differs from regular McDonalds in that it has no calories. Everybody knows that.
So tonight I have no idea what's happening because Kohsuke has been toying with me. I love surprises you see and part of what I love about surprises is trying to figure them out. And I'm usually pretty good at that sort of thing because I'm all about the surprises (but mine are kind of mean...I had Kohsuke completely convinced that none of his friends were going to be able to come out for his birthday this year and he was totally bummed for days) but this time I can't really figure out what's going on for sure because everytime I ask him something he says "yeah, sure" in the exact same tone of voice. I'm pretty sure people are just coming over here but maybe not. And tomorrow I'm almost 100% positive we're going to Fujikyu Highlands Park which has the largest haunted house in the world (it's actually an abandoned hospital theme so I may wet myself because japanese haunted houses are WAY scarier than regular haunted houses, Virve back me up here! and hospitals are scary already). And one of the tallest roller coasters. Did I mention I'm terrified of heights? I just managed to get to the point where I can keep my eyes open on the Disney roller coasters. I would say that this is a definite step up from those. I may pass out. It's the part where the cart or whatever you call it starts climbing that really gets to me. That horrible clicking sound! It starts out fast and then gets slower and slower as though the cart might not be able to make it...maybe there are too many people, maybe it's too heavy for the safety or maybe...yeah. And then there's that horrible pause as the cart goes over the hump, before gravity takes hold...gah! It freaks me right out.
Here's an unofficial site about the haunted hospital...
http://www.dafe.org/attractions/walkthroughs/fujikyu/fujikyu.htm
And here's a crazy site some guy made where he took a video camera onto a bunch of different roller coasters and videotaped the ride. The Fujikyu coasters are on here too! Turn up the sound. It sounds like some of these people were almost as scared as I'll be. If that's where we're really going. I just went to the sight to have a look at some of the coasters again and I think I may throw up. I'm really the hugest sissy. I looked at one of the coasters they have at the Tokyo Dome amusement park and I have never seen anything so horrible in my entire life. Never.
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Alright. I have to go throw up now. See ya.
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