The Trains pulled out of the station to go to the final concert for The fat lady but she already has sung and she’s just putting the final shovel of dirt on this cooked goose and I’m seeing how many more nails I can put in this coffen of Idioms for things being over.
NOVA has filed for a type of bankrupcy under the Chapter 11 business reconstruction act. Basically it means they have no money, but have no assets with which to pay back all their debitors so they apply to the government to help them get back on their feet.
Right now there are court preceedings to asses their assets, their previous profits and seeing where the compnay is at at this point, and if the government thinks if the compnay keeps running will they get MORE in debt then they’ll liquidate everything they have to pay back as much as they can and sell off the company, or can they can loan them a bunch of money pull their asses out of this downward spiral.
If they think it would be better for them to survive they would create a 5 to 10 year payment plan for the company to downsize and pay back their debtors by continuing to run. It’s possible for them to do really since they do still have students, but their name has been sullied something fierce and they’d REALLY have to change everything.
In either case as of Yesterday morning all NOVA’s in Japan were shutdown with no warning, which a bit of a pissant because people had personal effects at the office. FORTUNATELY my staff being the angels that they are told NOVA to fuck themselves when they were told to hand in the building keys (The J-staff were busy getting their asses to HelloWork) and can now let me in to get my work shoes and the candy I had sitting in the back.
I won’t STEAL anything (Albit I’m REALLLLLLLYYYYY tempted) ((and since Eri’s there I can’t… damnit)) But I need to make some Photocopies of the proofs of work and I’m going to write a message for the students. Because even if NOVA does start operations again, I still may never see the inside of Takenotsuka again, but if it doesn’t I’ll definitely never see the inside of ANY NOVA again, unless I bust open some doors….
In either case I’m off to work for what seems to be the last time.
Toppatsu is what it’s called when a Teacher calls in sick to work and misses a day. Since I had not been paid for quite some time I figured I deserved a day off, especially since I’m nice and I didn’t Toppatsu on Saturday (Like I wanted to because the j-staff asked me very kindly not to) So instead I did it today.
I woke up at 8am and went to the bank, transphered 1700$CND through the bank (Bank to bank transpher) and then I transphered 200,000¥ to a Loyds accont which will transpher the money to my Canadian account as well. I’m going to see which one is faster basically, and better since both were quite a pain in the ass to do. However apparently I can do the Loyds one online once I set myself up with Online banking which I’m thinking I’ll do that tomorow.
Anyway, after that I came home, got ready with Bri and then went off to Tokyo Dome.
It was great, at 4pm you can get a “Night Rider” ticket for 3000¥ which is 4 hours worth of all the rides you want. Which considering average each ride is about 600¥ (600 is the cheapest most expensive is 1000¥) if you ride everything just once you’ve more then gotten your monies worth. So we rode everything there, even the merry go round.
We got there at about 3.00 so at first we wandered and then hit the arcade for a bit then got the tickets. Hit the Roller Coster (my second time on one ever) I went on that once, nearly died with hyperventilating and hysterical laughing at the end. The ride staff girl was all “Daijoubu desu ka?” and I could only giggle and wave at her. I was shaking for at least 10 min after.
So after that the rest of the gang (Lion, Bri, Cris and TC) ((TC is a bit of a story. On the Train I was staring at her because she looked familiar, I was like “Do I know you from somewhere” she’s asian so she thought I was being racist in a “you all look alike” kind of way but I kept grilling her. "What branch do you work at?" No where near me "Where are you from" Canada, which makes me go hmm "Where in Canada?" Alberta.. Jee my province "Where in Alberta" A city where I live close to "What university??" At this point she’s giving me a creepy stalker look because I’m getting weirded out as her answers match my answers to the same questions. Turns out we have met before, She’s a friend of someone I worked with at an Anime Convention a few years back. We met when she showed up to get her friend. 2 years later, we meet on a train in a different country. WEIRD))
They all went again while I sat at the bottom of the stairs and shook (I told them to go I wanted a min alone anyway) then we went and rode the Merry go round and then a water ride (Bri and TC got pretty wet, I used TC as a sheild) and then a different roller coster which I cracked my head on pretty hard because it was less up and down and more jolt and spin.
We then went on Geopolis which was kind of cool, then into a haunted house which was pretty lame, then another haunted house which was a little better, then something called Hyper Illusion which was a big screan and a seat that moved which was SUPER lame.
Last we went to “13 Doors”
BEST THING EVER!!
Basically you get a key and it opens different doors in this haunted room place. it’s SO SCARY, it’s not even scary everything jumping out at you it’s creepy there’s a little girl standing behind you and then she’s in front of you giggling just as you turn to see her mother fall down some stairs. IT’S SUPER SCARY. The best part is at the end, we all nearly died with fright at the last one I could hardly make it to the door with the key I was scared shitless.
I wanna go again!!
I wish I could have gone there with Soda, I would have loved to see him in that haunted house, that and then we would have had an even number of people for the rides because often someone had to ride alone.
So October 15th we didn’t get paid, but we all got a letter at our branch swearing to god it was coming on the 19th. The 19th rolled around and it was quiet until the shops closed and we got an e-mail in Japanese which our J-staff then had to explain (I guess all the translators jumped ship on the 15th) that we’ll get paid on the 27th same day the J-staff usually does.
Which then I learned from the J-staff that they haven’t been paid since August when Eri-chan called bullshit on that one in a very “not Eri-chan” manner.
On one hand I’m glad we havn’t gotten paid, I’m going to take Sunday off which normally I can NEVER get off and spend it with Soda. Maybe drag him to a maid cafe with me ^_^
On the other hand i’m fucking pissed because I’ve not gotten paid.
So on the job front I’ve put in my resignation, I signed another 1 year contract with them to get my Visa renewed but now I’m quitting because this whole “Not getting paid” scare and just the stress all around is really getting to me.
Plus they’re refusing to give me my 10 days paid vacation until August 2008 (Which by then will be 20 days) so I figured I’ll quit, get the 10 days in cash, and then if I’m so inclined re-hire.
There’s a big rumor going around that BunnyCo. wont be able to pay us on the 15th. So discussion is that teachers won’t be showing up on the 16th. The Wizard (At this time the only other person who worked at my Branch since D the Block Trainer quit, the other guy quit, KT left)((Oh but we did have a New Guy who joined us just in time for the shit to hit the fan. Let’s call him Slick. Cus he is.)) and I have decided we’ll show up, he’s been in Japan for 10 years so he know the work policies. If we keep working then we’ll get paid 80% of our wages by the Government after the bankruptcy is filed so long as we keep track of our own hours. And it will be easier for us to apply for EI even if we’re gaijin. But if we fail to show up, then it can be shown that we quit, which then we might only get back 25% of our wages if that. I just know that if we don’t get money on the 15th, I’m cosplaying to work on the 16th. The Wizard really wants me to do that.
In any case, I’m in the “What are they gonna do? Fire me?” mode so that makes work alot more fun since now I’m giving students my e-mail address which is TOTALLY AGAINST NOVA RULES!!
In other news I also picked up my work Visa, funny thing is I applied only for a 1 year visa but they gave me a three year one, guess they liked my handwriting on the application or something this entire country just couldn’t stand the thought of me leaving.
We got the new Roommate Bri, who is going to get such a kick in the nuts over the next few weeks as this bankruptcy becomes a bigger issue but hopefully she at least has some fun.
The things that piss me off the most about the impending bankruptcy was that when I tried to take my Vacations off, my PAID Vacations off to go places or do things they made such a stink about me going, especially the closer we got to the bankruptcy. Considering I got hozed anyway it just makes me mad at myself didn’t just demand this vacation time.
Anyway apparently the teachers that don’t work in the Tokyo or Osaka area did not get paid today due to a “Bank Error” (the error being NOVA had no money in the bank)
There is a lot of news and mud slinging and rumors going around as to “is the company fucked yet.”
Honestly I don’t know what to think, all of this is smacking of Enron’s downfall and TOZA’s failings in 1998 so I imaging it’s only a matter of time. I know alot of teachers didn’t show up for work today and alot of BT (Block Trainers) Quit on the spot or are refusing to come in until they get paid. Which is going to result in a lot of problems even moreso for the compnay (duh)
I mean just speaking with other people there are alot of things the company could do, that for some reason these experianced business men, can’t seem to think of themselves.
But I guess the biggest issue is that either people don’t think of these things, or they won’t do them to save face, or they don’t REALLY care to save the company.
I got paid so I don’t really care much, I’m calling in a lot of sick days this month. (partially because I am sick and if I don’t get paid next month then I want to not have to have come into work ill)
Anyway Wing had the right idea of things, She’s already on her 10 days of Vacation and will be heading back to Canada on like the 27th I feel bad for the new person that replaces her.
Today was the last day at Y highschool. I cleaned out my desk and quietly told my teachers that I’d be going and unless I feel like coming to the sports festival on the 18th that today would be the last day I’ll see them.
I’m really leaving the 18th up to myself. I got a little misty eyed as I was walking out of the school and I feel really sad and I’m kinda choking up a little bit while writing this. I’m sad to leave this school. It was a good school, the teachers were nice, the students were fun and I had a good time here. I’m sorry to be going…
So I may come on the 18th to say one last hello and one last goodbye.
Or I may avoid going because I’ll be busy with my move and because I don’t want to get all sad and sappy.
I’ll see but still.
Goodbye Y school. I hope your teacher next year is a good one. Good luck to my students.
Woke up at 4am and actually got out by 5, once again much ahead of schedule. I wasn’t planning on going out till 6 but we caught the 5:20 bus so beh. Better early than late.
Took a cab out with RD and Wing to the bus place and got our hugs goodbye, we had to take an early flight out because RD had work that day and I can’t entirely remember but I think I did too…
Flew back, took a shower and then went to work.
My overall impression of Korea:
If there is no such thing as a 1 won WHY HAVE THE EXTRA 0?? I DON’T UNDERSTAND ECONOMICS?
The roads are very bumpy and I can see why they are never fixed since the genius at the city planning office decided that brick sidewalks are cool! This might be also because we were a little out in the countryside but still, brick sidewalks are a terrible idea forever. The sidewalks reminded me of Egypt because they are not well taken care of which make it rather not safe to walk at night. It seemed a very jarred city since there would be these fancy expensive shops right beside a very smelly cart of hand grown vegetables. A lot of areas in the city smelled like raw sewage and the garbage system there is terrible so there was trash all over the place. Some things like transportation is really cheep. It was 4000W (like 4$) from the bus to the school (maybe a 15min drive) and only 7000W (7$) from Ulsan to Busan by bus (1hr ride) and then like 1000W (1$) for a McMeal but then go to a regular shopping place and it’s regular price again. 12000W for a meal at a restaurant. Things like that made it hard for me to get a good grasp of the price systems.
And honestly I just don’t trust any country where I can’t use the water to brush my teeth.
Beautiful Nature though. Loved climbing the mountain.
I kind of want to go again I hear that the difference between the city and the countryside is like night and day. Even RD was saying how much she hated living in the area where she lives but spent all of her time in Seoul and loved it. I think for foreigners living abroad for the first time going to Seoul is fine but the stress of living outside of Seoul might be too much for the average person, especially for a woman. RD has more stories than a person should sanely ever have of strange men following her home, trying to show her their penis or offering to buy her for the night. After a month she had to get walked home by her Manager every night and she didn’t have the best recommendation for the country.
I had about 200$ in Korean Won to blow and blow it I would. I’m kind of regretting my purchases now but oh well.
We went to the shopping district in Ulsan. It’s kind of a big covered open market thing. Anyway, walked past a dress store and I tried something on, it was 75$ which considering it was a designer dress and nice looking is pretty good but…. Hmmm I’m regretting the impulse buy because I know myself and I don’t wear dresses. X_X Oh well. I can give the skirt to my Mum it might fit her.
(2 years later and other then as an “At home cleaning” dress I don’t wear it, the shirt that came with it I already gave to charity. Man I hate clothes shopping.)
We wandered around for a while, hit a dunkin doughnuts. Which was passable but still not as good as Tim’s but they’re much better then the bagels they call doughnuts in Japan.
Bought some bracelets for the J-Staff and a set of Korean metal chopsticks with a crane on them for my Family (Should have given the bracelets to my family and the chopsticks to the J-staf considering at home the chopsticks and spoon sets are still in their packages.) Then we went back to RD’s.
That night we went to the Lotte Department store which is the expensive place. Wing chose the restaurant which I didn’t really like. She wanted to try some Korea food but we had HotPot which I’m pretty sure is Chinese. She chose the set with lots of mushrooms and RD and I both don’t like mushrooms so we ate all the meat and Wing got lots of mushrooms. It wasn’t BAD I think I was just tired and in a bit of a mood which is why I was so disappointed with it? Plus it didn’t feel like it came with enough meat.
Anyway. Picked up more icecream on the way back to RD’s so ALL WAS GOOD!
Had the Ice Cream, got buzzed, ran up 15 flights of stairs. Wandered around the roof for a while, it has a great view but I didn’t bring my camera and there was no way I was climbing back down 8 flights of stairs and the back up 8 to take a picture.
Imagine if you will the cities in Katamari Damacy at night.
Thats what Korea kind of looks like, Katamari Damacy!
In hindsight realizing that most of Korea only was developed around the 1950’s or so it’s understandable that most of the buildings are done in the exact same style as they were probably all built around the exact same time by even the exact same building companies. This “Sim-city” esq styling is mostly noticable in Ulsan, bigger cities like Seoul are less uniform.
We woke up at 8 because that’s when my internal clock goes off. Rode the bus back to Busan because Ulsan is boring and went to a temple.
When we woke up it was pretty warm and looked a little grey but grey on the side of “going to clear up” so I didn’t bother to bring a jacket and none of us thought to bring an umbrella… When we got to the temple and decide to climb up to the top gate on the top of the mountain. As soon as we climb to the top of the mountain, it rains and we get very very wet seeing as we have no jackets or umbrellas or anything rain-worthy.
In the end we missed the top temple on the mountain (went down some wrong path or something) and wound up at the north gate. Which was very cool, and windy, and wet. Which made me very sniffly. Some nice guy came up and offered me his parka but I said I’d be okay, RD gave me her parka half way down
At the bottom of the mountain we had some Tonkatsu for lunch, RD thought it was Korean, but since it’s name in Korean is “Tonkatsu” I’m pretty sure they got it from the Japanese, whom I’m pretty sure got the idea of battered deep fried pork from either the French or the Americans. Either way the amount of picked kimchie that came with the meal was DEFINITELY Korean.
I got to choose what we had for dinner so I picked Pizza Hut because I haven’t had pizza all year… And… I don’t really like Asian food.
It was interesting because the crust was cheese and sweet potato stuffed. I really liked it.
So far not the greatest trip ever, but not the worst.
Woke up at 7am got breakfast and got ready to go. I woke Wing up at 7, and then again at 7:30, and then again at 8 where it finally took. However we were supposed to have caught the 8:00 train to the airport. Fortunately I had kind of expected this sort of thing to happen so I scheduled us two trains early, so really we HAD to catch the 9:45 train.
We get there by about 8:30 and then we bugger up which train we’re supposed to get on. This causes the ticket guys to just stare at us while we enter and try to exit the wrong gates.
The flight took less time than it took to get to the airport, but they gave us Sushi as a snack on the plane, I’m allergic to fish and airplane sushi just kind of makes me go “yick” x2 as is.
Got to Busan (Or Pusan whatever you want to call it) and rode the bus to Ulsan. Flagged a taxi to take us to RD’s work. Since I know absolutely ZERO Korean I had just written it down and handed it to the guy. (I wrote it in English and Korean), We had to wait for RD to finish work so we sat in a coffee shop that was way overpriced, and got a doughnut that was discounted since they were closing soon and a cup of tea to share. The Doughnut was better than Japanese “Mister Doughnuts” but still couldn’t hold a candle to Tim Hortons.
RD finally came down. GLOMP RD. Nom nom nom
We went back to RD’s place. Even though there is no time difference we were all tired because flights are exausting. So we hit up a convini for dinner I has some noodles which were seriously TOO SPICY, I wound up just picking at them, RD ate them in the end because she didn’t want the waste. But I followed it with Marshmallow Caramel Chocolate, Chocolate Covered Peanut ice cream with cookies in it. which makes everything all good in the world.
Well on the 20th I went to Shinigawa with Soda, it was our first official DATE, I mean, I guess we kind of had one before, where he asked me on a Date but because he didn’t give me a time or itinerary I wound up mucking up his secret plan so this time he set a time and a place and we went there.
But in reality it was just like every other time we hang out, which is one of those reasons I don’t put much stock in relationships. We went to the aquarium by “The Prince Hotel” that’s in Shinigawa. It was REALLY EXPENSIVE and super small. I mean it did have a lot of interesting fish and stuff. A HUGE manta ray and little sharks and PENGUINS and a big big dolphin pool. We got to see the Dolphin show which was cool, they had music and did a bunch of tricks and there were a few different types of Dolphin and the sea lion show which I’m sure was good… I don’t really know since they were telling jokes and so everyone was laughing while I was sitting there with a confused look because well…
My Japanese is shit.
After the Aquarium we went on the roller coster “Galaxy Express 999” It started out kind of interesting, a Robot told you the history of what was happening (you’re tourists in some new world and then you get attacked so you have to flee on the roller coster) I wish I knew more Japanese so I would have gotten the exact story, or that Soda would have translated.
It was my first time on a coster, well… as a kid I went on a tiny one that just went around in a little circle and that made me scream so much they had to let me off before it was over. So this was my first time in a REAL coster. I clenched everything shut and held on for life. At the end I was just shaking and laughing hysterically and couldn’t move. Soda was a little concerned and I was the last one off so the attendants were a little concerned too. But I was okay and calmed down and finally let go of the bar. Afterward once I stopped hyperventilating I wanted to do it again, but it was 1000¥ per ride, which is really pricey.
Yesterday morning we got a phone call, We got a complaint in our apartment because we had another BBQ, I forgot that it’s actually written down, but it’s against the rules to have BBQ’s so the neighbors complained. (I thought it was a noise thing, so we were quiet, it’s a smoke thing, so it doesn’t matter about the noise.)
The Accommodation people had to call us and explained they weren’t sure how severe our punishment would be but considering that was yesterday and I havn’t heard back from them I guess we’re gettng off with a warning.
Lau was saying that considering some of the horror stories she’s heard from other NOVA teachers, us being quiet but a little smokey is nothing. Some people have done fireworks, had big all night parties, made huge messes. So I hope we don’t get in too much trouble.
Yesterday (Same day as the complaint day after the BBQ) Soda and I went to Takadanobaba and I showed him the Blue Parrot which is a kick ass second hand english book shop. (Sadly they’ve shut down) I got a book by Banana Yoshimoto. Soda said she’s a good writer so I’ll see. I also got a book on grammar since I have one student that just want’s to work on that. McWorld va Jihad because I’m feeling a little science political and a Terry Pratchet book.
After that we went to Shinjuku because there was a small book market there for cheap. I got some comic books (there were so many Naruto but not much else T_T) and “Don’t eat this book” by the guy that made the Supersize Me movie (which was all the science and info behind the movie so it’s a good read.)
After that I spent what felt like two hours in the JMB travel agency trying to get tickets to Korea so Wing and I could go visit our friend RD
Normally I’d just buy them online, but AirCanada only does online “To Canada/from Canada” destinations so I had to go through a Japanese company and I got to say, only Air Canada and Westjet have good online ticket buying systems. (At this time)
So Soda worked with me and showed me how to ask for the tickets
(Which had to have been the most he’d ever helped me with Japanese ever.) Fortunately my agent spoke English because there were many more questions she needed to ask than just “Where are you going?” and had to get my passport information and Wings passport information which I found kind of strange that travel agencies have to do that and yet when I’m buying tickets for myself online, they don’t need to know any of that, they just need to see that information at the counter as you’re checking in. I imagine had she not spoken English she probably would have fudged the paperwork for those questions.
I was taking a class in East Asian Studies in 2009 and one of our first readings was called “Of Gomi and Gaijin”
Basically it is describing how Gaijin (or Foreigners in Japan) will pick through Japanese peoples Gomi (or trash) for useable items like old TV’s or VCR’s.
Now since we are studying Orientalism which is basically a study of the stereotypes of everything “not western” and the study of those who study those stereotypes, I can understand why this essay was chosen. It is strangely stereotypical on both sides of the fence in that the writer (Alex Kerr) is portraying Gaijin in Japan as people too poor or actually better portrayed as too cheap to afford new stuff so that they will trash pick in order to obtain things.
He portrays the regular Japanese person as seeing this practice of not only trash picking as unsavory, but the whole concept of “second hand items” as just as unsavory, as apparently a Japanese person explained to him that the concept of shifting his unwanted but usable TV on someone else as a faux pas in etiquette.
Now I may be just speaking as a Canadian, or possibly I am in the minority on this but…
IT IS IMPROPER TO OFFER SOMEONE OF EQUAL STANDING AS YOU A CAST OFF!
The only people you give your used stuff to when you get a new one is people you know who can’t afford to get one themselves, and even then it’s only for certain items and in delicate situations. Starving collage students, Family members, really close friends whom have just moved or are down on their cash.
You wouldn’t show up to your office as a C.E.O or even the secretary and offer your used items to a co-worker that you were not very VERY close friends with. It’s RUDE.
I wonder where this writer is from that GARBAGE PICKING is acceptable. Sure sometimes I want to do a little Gomi Picking myself when I see a pile of something cool that someone has thrown away, and I am guilty of nicking a Japanese children’s video tape from the Gomi Pile one day (but it was very educational and I threw it out right after watching it because it is, still, garbage.) But that is something that is just not DONE, at least not where I live. (Amongst the upper middle class if you want to be specific, but even when my family was lower middle class or even somewhat poor as we were living with my Grandparents for a year while my Dad got back on his feet it would have still been rude, gross and improper to go dumpster diving.)
I hope this guy hasn’t written somewhere that Japanese people don’t have Garage Sales because on one hand, they don’t because they don’t have Garages and he is correct in that they don’t have the space to be hoarding their stuff which doesn’t allow them to usually accumulate enough stuff to warrant a Garage Sale. However there are Japanese flea markets. There is the one that happens on the first Saturday of every month (or last Saturday? Can’t remember) around Harajuku. There are the ones that happen every week in the Summer in Ueno Park in the evening. And there is a big three day flea market extravaganza at the BIG site in Kaiheim Makuhari in Chiba-ken every year (I think that one might happen twice a year)
The last part of the essay went on to put Japanese people in this weird disorganized negative light that showed them as all being messy and cluttered and unorganized when it came to their households.
Who does this man visit? Cus that’s quite a broad generalization.
I know a lot of people that are disorganized to a state that makes my skin crawl. Sometimes I get that way as well (at least in my personal space, it is a very complicated pile of chaos.) My mother was a cleaner, everything has a place and it would always be put back in that place. (sometimes you didn’t know where that place was, but you sure bet it wasn’t just laying out) My grandparents (her parents) are the same, by Grandparents on my fathers side are not like that, they have stacks of things laying out, food on the counter just sitting there, piles of stuff and extra things all over the place, Neither are any of my Aunts and Uncles on either side of my family clean to the point of obsession like my family or Mothers Parents.
I get 50/50 with my friends. Some of my friends are so disorganized I have to clean their houses for them when I visit simply because I can’t stand it, some are about on par with me. Even I get disorganized sometimes. I won’t throw a house party if my house isn’t fit and tidy, but if you drop in on me you’re not going to see that much of a change other than piles of papers in stacks on the floor which are various stages of various projects.
I’ve been to a Japanese house that made me want to clean it because it was so cluttered with stuff. But I’ve been to other houses that were free of junk and clutter and as clean as my mothers house.
Even at work when I was working at the high school. A-sensei and K-sensei’s desks were overflowing with work and projects, but S-sensei and T-sensei’s desk was clear and empty. The sensei with the desk next to me kept hers clear as well as the two ladies with desks across from us. Yet the two desks behind me were so overflowing with stuff that occasionally one teacher would use my desk as an extra holder for his items.
I think it’s pretty fucking racist point to say that culturally Japanese people can’t understand the concept of organization or that it’s normal to pick through people’s garbage and Japanese people are wasteful for not doing it.
I seriously can’t believe this is the bullshit we’re being taught in a classroom.
It was so hot last night so I didn’t get much sleep, and since I was excited to go to Comiket I woke up at 4am, 5am, 6am and 7am before my alarm went off at 8am and I dragged myself out of bed.
I got into my cosplay outfit I was thinking of wearing, looked outside, and got right back out of it. The temperature today was a balmy 35C with a 40% humidity.
You’ll have to excuse me while I die of heat stroke here.
I had some Chocolate bread for breakfast and got an e-mail from Eri-chan whom I was going to Comiket with. She had to drive her mom to the hospital since her brother couldn’t do it, so instead of her picking me up at home, I would meet her and her friend Mistu-kun in Akihabara at 11:30
It’s only 9 and I’m totally ready to go but I have no problem ever going to Akiba. I get there by 10:30-ish and play in the Yodabashi building for a bit. I was drawing with one of their touch screen computers. I really want to get one of those screens but they’re like $1,000 (¥100,000)
Mitsu-kun and Eri-chan get there and then we’re off to “The Big Site” where Comiket is being held.
My first impression of Comiket was: HOLY CRAP there are like A MILLION PEOPLE HERE (and I was under-counting.)
My second impression was: Oh my god…. there is no Air Conditioning….
We get in line to enter the first building (there are 4 stadium sized buildings for this 3 day event) and walking the line is a very entrepreneurial guy selling popsicles. Smart man.
Mitsu-kun asks if I’m looking for anything special, and I’m not. I can’t read Japanese yet and I’m not so uncouth as to buy porn in front of a stranger and poor Eri-chan. Wing asked me to get some FF7, LOTR or Pirates of the Caribbean stuff so I tell him to just keep his eyes open for that. He asks one of the booth people if anyone has that stuff since at the time we were just surrounded by Gundam Wing comics. Sadly, LOTR and Caribbean is all to be sold tomorrow, so there is none. And the FF7 stuff is in a different castle… I mean Building.
So we have to go back outside.
Into the BLAZING SUN!!!
We stopped past the cosplay corner. Seriously those people have some dedication to the craft. They were all sweating BUCKETS but still smiling and posing and having a good old time. I got a few shots in with my camera before I was yelled at because you have to pay for a picture pass. Then we ran off.
I got a FF7 and FMA doujinshi, neither of them smut (SAD!) but the art was good and they were cheap.
We then had to get out of there because we were all dying.
Overall I was a little disappointed. Maybe if I had been there with a group of excitable otaku and surrounded by people I felt comfortable enough to buy smut around and if I had planed ahead enough to bring some frozen water bottles and cool patches and a suitcase I would have had a bit more fun. Or maybe I would have been just as hot, lost and irritable. In either case Canadian cons, while lacking in the sheer mass of doujinshi and are more expensive when it comes to those things, are still by far more fun simply because there is more to do, and less people to impede your path to do them. My highlight of the day was seeing someone with a Pedobear fan.
We went back to Akiba afterward and Mitsu-kun took us to a Maid Cafe. (My first one!!)
This cafe was apparently the same one shown in the movie “Densha Otoko” or “Train Man” (It’s a true story about a guy who meets this girl on a train after saving her from some old creepy asshole and then gets advice from 2chan ((an online image/message board for Otaku)) on how to ask her out after they exchanged numbers because she sent him a thank you note, it’s cute.)
I got this weird chocolate Coffee fruit drink thing and it was kinda gross. But I hate Coffee AND Jelly so I think that’s what threw me off it the most. If I liked coffee that be another story altogether.
The cutest maid was the Glasses Character that was behind the counter, the other maids just looked a little scruffy with their old looking purses, bloomers hanging out the bottom of their dirty looking dresses and buttons which were totally clashing with their costumes.
As the head maid was taking our order and I asked Mitsu-kun what he said and she repeated everything flawlessly in English, she said she lived in Chicago for about 7 years and just came back to Japan recently. That was about the sweetest point of the whole thing. I’ll have to go back there and hopefully catch her again so we can order with her since my Japanese=Shit.
The Creepy guys post reminded me of my other Creepy Guy experiences I’ve had in Japan. Not too many and not too bad thank GOD but still, I don’t understand how this is acceptable!
((Apparently this is a common thing to happen to women, I just thought it was a thing on TV to show examples of bad people, apparently street harassment really is a thing.))
Shortly after I first came to Japan this one fellow caught me on the train. He just shouted out “Hello” from a distance and then zoomed in on me like a shark to blood when my head jerked up to look around thinking “Oh? English?? Yes?”
He introduced himself, asked what my job was, where I was from, where I lived and if he could have my number all in the span of let 2 min it takes me to walk from the Takenotsuka train platform to the Matsudo one.
I mumbled out answers to most of his questions and then told him that I felt uncomfortable with him talking to me so brazenly before I made a run for the ticket gate and got lost in the crowd.
The second time had to have been no more than a week after that. Same thing. “Hello Hello, Hi pretty lady? Can I come home with you?” I actually snapped at this guy. "I’m sorry, is this appropriate in your country? Do you talk to strange girls where you’re from and do they invite you home? You make me uncomfortable so please go away." He kind of mumbled something that I assume from his shamed look was an “I’m sorry” before slinking off but still.
Not Atatakai, Not Chou Atsui but MOTHER FUCKING HOT. I need a word for this
Today was burning hot, But August is full summer in Japan so hopefully this is as bad as it’ll get.
I went down to the Immigration office in Tokyo to get a re-entry permit since I’m planning on going to Korea. Dance told me to get there early since usually it gets really busy and then I’d be there for hours. So I left the house at 8:30 am and got there when the doors opened at 10. I’m glad I went early, because it was already quite warm by the time I got there.
And as I was leaving at 11, there was a line up out the door and down the hall. Yikes!
The real story however was as I was leaving this guy comes up and starts talking to me.
Now, like we’ve already established I’m awkward with men, but when you’re a guy who is two feet taller than me, and I don’t know you, I’m not going to chat with you on the street. Stranger Danger and all that but still.
He’s all “Hey hows it going”
"Um.. Fine, just going home now."
He says that he needs to go to the convini, as though he was expecting me to walk him there or as if I should wait for him. But I just smile and nod and keep walking to the bus stop. So then instead of going to the convenience store, he keeps following me and asking me questions. I politely answer but then he asks for my number.
I’m not a liar so I wouldn’t be able to give him a fake number. So I just say that I find it a little strange to be giving men I don’t know and just met my number, apologies and get on the bus.
I have no idea if he was mad or not but I don’t much care, in some situations it’s okay to start talking to a girl, in others it’s not.
(Standing in a line chatting with the person next to you? That’s cool. On a plane chatting with the person next to you? Fine and dandy. At a club? Practically a requirement. Following a person down the street talking with them when you’re originally going in the opposite direction? Kinda creepy and a little not cool.)
Frankly considering that two months ago a NOVA teacher got killed by some guy who was stalking her, I just won’t take my chances with strangers on the street.
After the Immigration office I went to Harajuku and picked up some goth loli outfits for BabyLove (A store back in Canada that I send Japanese knick nacks to) I was thinking about keeping one for Comiket which is tomorrow, but it’s way too hot today so I don’t know.
On the train home some other guy fell asleep on my shoulder. I think it was because I had a fan and he was leaning into it kind of heavy. Yesh, but that’s a common occurrence in Japan at least, hell even I do it.
On the walk home I got some Grape Ice at the Itoyokado. MAN that hit the spot.
I really like the grape ice creamy stuff here. Shame it’s only seasonal :(
Fish Fly and Fireworks Bloom as my Fingers touch the Ocean for the first time.
Yesterday Soda e-mailed me.
Now Soda was The guy I met on my birthday and we hung out a few times after casually. I thought he was cute enough but he’s a smoker and I was holding out for Ta-kun. In any case…
He asked me on a “DATE” date, not just a “Lets go hang out as friends” but an actual full fledged e-mail confession “I like you lets go on a real date”
I wish I had my cellphone on me because I’ve kept the original e-mail for proof that it happened.
He made a plan and just told me to e-mail him once I was done work and he would take me out.
However, he never really gave me a specific time. At work today it was really hot and the Air Conditioner was broken so I was sweating like a pig all day. I wasn’t about to go out on my first OFFICIAL date in like… 5/6 years… Smelling like a sweaty ass. I got home, took a shower, gussied up a little and met him in Nippori.
However by the time I was ready to go the plan he had planned was already over (A movie) which left him pretty much plan-less.
Now, since I went through most of highschool having a “not very fun time” because I tried to hide what a geek I was and STILL couldn’t get boys to like me, I wasn’t about to try and pretend to be anything less than the great big nerd I was. Even if I don’t get guys, at least I’m having fun being myself.
So when Soda asked me if there was anyplace I wanted to go, I chose Akihabara.
But once we got there I noticed Soda was kind of lagging behind. He confessed to really not even liking geeky stuff at all and when he asked me where I wanted to go, he thought I’d choose Odaiba because that is the “Dating Area” of Tokyo (ppfft like I would know that)
So we hopped on a train to Odaiba instead.
We wandered around for a bit because it was raining a touch, but once it stopped we wandered around the shoreline and sat on some rocks by the water.
Now this was my first time seeing the Ocean, so I went down to the water and touched it and a Huge Fish Leapt from the water and then Fireworks went off down the beach.
It must be a sign.
The only kind of downside of the night was Soda kept asking me if I was going to move from my NOVA apartment. I had been complaining about the leaks and the mushrooms and the rent and my worries over the stability of NOVA since some people had been getting moved around from their apartments with very little notice. When I asked him why he was so interested in where I was moving to he said it was because where ever I move to, he wanted to move to the same kind of area.
I found that to be really kinda creepy, but understandable since he was looking for a new place anyway, and didn’t want to wind up on the other side of the city from his new girlfriend.
Now I may or may not have mentioned that I don’t have very much contact with men. This may be why I’m usually such a pervert, lack of knowledge makes for a rich and fertile imagination. And an overabundance of porn and romance movies gives me a skewed view of what relationships are like.
In any case, I find boys to be extraordinarily confusing. Which is why I find it so funny when they complain that women are confusing. I think women are very easy to figure out, just it’s hard for guys to step up and act proper in order to get a girl. If they would just sit down, watch some romantic comedies, take notes and then pay attention to whom they are going to give their attention to, they’d be able to get whatever their aiming out of any relationship.
Girls don’t have it that easy since we’ve got societal pressures on us, and there are no such thing as “Male relationship movies geared at men” to give us insight into what men really want.
I lead into this because the aftermath of my “date” with Ta-kun came to a head today.
Ta-kun and I went out, I had an alright time and he spoke to me in English so I think he had an okay time too. I e-mailed him in Japanese about my fish when he died on the 2nd and today e-mailed him again asking him if he wanted to do something on friday. He e-mails back (in Japanese) "Sorry about your fish, Friday I have an English lesson."
I send back a “What time?” since my plan for the evening was to just take a walk in Odaiba to just get out of the house.
he sends: "I don’t know what time, I’m going to call and book in."
I might have missed something in the traslations here, but in English having an “unmade plan” at an “Unspecified time” sounds a lot like “I just don’t want to see you right now”
I waited a week after our date to e-mail him at all and it’s been two weeks now since then. Based on my very low relationship reasoning skills I think this means he’s just not that into me.
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me, I’m just the little annoying otaku girl.
So I went to the National Museum in Ueno today to see their special Dinosaurs of the Gobi desert exhibit that’s on loan. Fortunately the ticket also came with a ticket to the rest of the museum, which was quite huge with 6 floors of exhibits.
On the top floor was a history of human technology, with a nice focus on of course Japanese technological history focusing primarily starting in the Edo period where math became a popular past-time for the common people and national schools opened up everywhere allowing for a massive expansion into the sciences that ran up until the Meji period where they started having art and science gatherings across the country to showcase Western and Japanese discoveries to the common folk to encourage invention and expansion.
Anyway, at one exhibit showing the beginnings of the computing era I pointed out to my friend one of the photo’s that had 4 women working in the room creating the first computer code. I mentioned to him that when computers first started to be a thing coding was seen as basically a form of secretarial work and thus a “Woman’s Job” up until it became apparent that computers were going to be a serious thing of the future.
Not 10 years later the next photo of the next computer it’s a room of 6 men and not a woman to be seen.
I pointed that out and my friend just goes “Huh… I never really thought of it that way.” How Computing became a “Man’s Job” once it became a legitimate science of importance and women were banished from the craft.
Just thought it was interesting that now when I look at history I try to find the women and it’s interesting where you see them.
Sometime in May I went to a festival with Dance and one of his friends whom I can’t remember the name of. It was around the time we went cherry blossom viewing.
I can’t remember the day too well which is why I think I never wrote about it. But Wing, Dance and two BunnyCo J-Staff I didn’t know very well went out to Ueno park to see the cherry blossoms. This was the beginning of me getting kind of mad at Dance and intolerant of him and how he acts.
The two J-staff were not very good at English, so if you spoke slowly and clearly to them they would understand, however Dance wouldn’t do that, he spoke in funny voices, accented his words strangely and would speak far too fast for native speakers to understand him let alone non native speakers who were not that good at their second language. I found it to be rude, and so did they. I found it to be MORE rude since he CAN speak Japanese with some fluency but usually refuses to speak it unless he has to.
In any case, afterward those two girls would not come out with me anymore because, and they said this in an e-mail quite directly, they didn’t like Dance and didn’t want to be around him. I saw them a few times afterward at work and privet functions but they were just so disgusted by him, and needless to say that day I was too.
In any case, after they and Wing left Dance and I waited around for his friend to come. After his friend arrived we went to the festival that was happening. They had a fish scooping contest thing so you could win a goldfish.
I got about 5 but I only wanted one so I kept the big black googly eye’d one.
I got him a bowl and food and everything. He was my first pet that wasn’t a family pet.
My students had warned me that Hanami fish usually died within a week, but George, he lasted 3 months.
Then I cleaned his bowl one day, clearly didn’t get all the soap rinsed out and killed him.
I blamed Wing because that night before he died I had a dream where she reached in the bowl and crushed him and then I woke up and he was dead. But once I distinguished the dream from reality I realized it was probably my fault.
God it was deathly out today, It’s been getting hotter and hotter and I’m not looking forward to my first summer in Japan. Winter was well… The equivalent of an extended Canadian Fall so it really doesn’t feel like I had a “Winter” yet.
Today at work was pretty easy. I had one low student so it was a lot of rinse and repeat in that class but I like those classes the most especially if it seems like the student is really trying. They advance so quickly when they’re first learning.
I bought cherries for everyone but since they were sitting on a stand outside they were all half cooked and too squishy (I like my cherries cold and firm) but the staff liked them since I’m always about sharing my lunch.
Japanese Cherries are really small, and I’d say “flavorful” maybe a little “tart” but I used to live in Okanagan Falls B.C where they have big Red RIPE Cherries that you can eat buckets and buckets of (and then be shitting up a storm later) so while Japanese cherries are tasty and cute, they don’t hold a candle to something fresh picked in good ol’ OK falls.
My Real adventure today was at the station.
I found a wallet on the stairs as I was going down, now the person who lost it isn’t going to get very far since their train pass was in it but man that’s going to suck for them if they were transferring in Kita-Senju and are at another station.
Fortunately it was a high tech train pass (Suica is the brand) so their phone number and name is on it. Not that I’m calling it, no sirre that’s a headache I don’t need. So I gave it to a station guy.
I had to explain it wasn’t mine. the conversation went like so:
*Hand him wallet* "Watashi… no…. *I cross my hands in front of me in the Japanese sign for "no"* iie."
He tells me the ticket is good and tries to hand back the wallet.
I back up and point at the wallet "Kore…" I point at me "Watashi…" I point at the ground and make a “oh no” kind of action, then a picking up motion. I put my hand over my eyes and look around with that still kind of a “oh no” expression and then point back at the wallet. "Kore…"
The station manager stares at me like I’m nuts then the guy behind me says something like “kanojo no suica chigao” Because clearly he’s played charades before and knows what I’m trying to do. The station manager understands. I give a little head bob bow and a sumimasen to everyone and Ruuuuunnnnnn like a Mo-Fo.
Usually if you find someone’s wallet you fill out some paperwork and can get a reward or keep it if no one claims it. I just ran because it’s not like I could fill out that paperwork anyway. But hopefully, someplace, somewhere, that karma will come back to me.
Maybe it’s just in the luck that I’ve never lost my train pass.
So I had Ta-kuns number now. I waited a week and a bit before I messaged him because you know, I don’t want to seem desperate.
Besides he had my e-mail too.
He would only message me in Japanese at first, so when he asked me out to dinner, I couldn’t figure out what he was even writing for the first little while. But once I did…
Oh sweet gezuz did I not know what to do with myself.
I met up with him in Kita-Senju and he took me to a bar that I’d been to once before on a different occasion that I can’t really remember that well, and honestly haven’t been back to since.
I am usually too uptight to eat around boys specifically the first time I meet them, so I just had a little salad and a drink. Ta-kun seemed to be as nervous as me so he ordered very little as well, but we poked at a few appetizers. We spoke in Japanese at first, well he spoke more and I listened and confirmed if what I was hearing was correct. He was quite nice about speaking slowly and clearly for me.
Once he had a few drinks in him he was able to switch over to English. We talked about comics and movies and music and compared I-pod selections. I listened to one of his NOVA lessons that he had on there and he told me that he was actually a high level student but only took the online lessons because he couldn’t relax and speak English unless he was drunk.
There were quite a few awkward pauses while we both couldn’t think of anything to say in either language.
We went our separate ways at the end of the night. No hug, no kiss (oh my that would have been too much for me) but I was giddy and on cloud nine.
By the end I was worried that I had been under dressed, I was very casual looking and hadn’t expected anything too fancy. I’m not really a normal kind of dating person, I don’t date, I don’t understand dating, the whole concept of the mating dance boggles and confuses me.
Plus especially in Japan I was worried I was just kinda fat and looked grossly so.
But seeing as most people here are underweight I probably have a complex.
Ziggy arrived in Japan so we went to our regular bat place (Amataro in Kita-Senju) at the regular bat time (after work) This was also kind of a very late “welcome to Japan Lau” as well.
Mari2, KC, Dani, Dance, ~TA-KUN~ , Lau and Ann all came to meet our Canadian friend who followed us to Japan but was smart enough to Avoid NOVA. (I gave Ziggy some heads up about NOVA and she came with a company I’ll call GEOS.) Wing of course was there since Her, Ziggy and I were the executive council of the ANIME CLUB in university.
All my true nerdy colours shine through.
It wasn’t as zainy as our big 15 man parties so with only 9 people this was a lot quieter.
So we decided to teach Mari2 all kinds of Slang like: "She loves meat" *WINK* "He’s got a big Salami" "S’up Papi" > "Nutin much, How you doin?" > "I be doin good since I’m talking to you."
Mari2 started to draw animals off in the corner in embarrassment after I explained to her what something particularly crude Dance was trying to get her to say was. So I sat beside her and named what she drew in Japanese. Ta-kun came and sat next to me and kinda put his hand on my leg and leaned in and so I taught him Animal Sounds. (And died a little with joy) He sat down real close and then played with my foot with his foot.
I couldn’t look at him while he did that. My face would have gone too red, so any time I had to talk to him I’d kinda pull my foot away, and then put it back when I looked at someone else. Oh God I swear my heart must have stopped. But Wing was also there so it’s not like I was going to be obviously hitting on him. She still liked him too and while I might daringly flash my ankles at him (I’m such a 18th century whore) I wouldn’t jump him without her being okay with it.
Although I did exchange e-mails with him, but that was Japanese practice because I asked him in Japanese. Right? Yea!
All and all it was a good night and I hope Ziggy enjoyed herself.
You know, considering how virginal I am sometimes, you totally wouldn’t guess that I’m a huge hentai fiend and secretly a dirty old man in my head.
Lately I’ve been working at the NOVA Branch in Hanahata.
It’s just a kids school and it’s only open one day a week. Frankly (considering the rumors flying around about NOVA shutting down) If I was president I’d shut this school down so fast. The property is in the middle of no where. It’s only open one day a week but you’re still paying for it the other 6 days. And there are only about 12 kids in attendance which means you’re paying a teacher for 5 hours plus the J-staff for about 6 to be there. It’s not worth it even slightly.
In addition, my regular branch in Takenotsuka is only 15 minutes away, so while you could offer the parents that are terribly inconvenienced their money back, I imagine most of the kids would be totally cool with jumping on the bus and going down a few blocks to the main school.
Such a waste.
But I was on the kid duty because unlike everyone else at NOVA, I actually liked the kids classes. (Okay I hated the Kids CLASSES but I liked the kids. What I was teaching them was malarkey)
This month Ta-kun was there.
Normally Eri-chan’s brother works there, (just the one day, never any other day) But because NOVA is somewhat cutting back, (i.e stopped paying their J-staff so he stopped coming in) now Ta-kun comes in between his shifts at Kita-Senju. Well I have about an hour between my first class and the second ones so I was studying Japanese like I usually do. He helped me by asking me what time it was in Japanese which was my lesson of the day. He also tried to make me read from his Magazine which was hard because it was like: "Kawa kanji kanji kanji rimo kanji kanji kanji" (Kanji is the Chinese characters in Japanese writing, you need to know like 14,000 to read a magazine or newspaper. I know like… 15, so when I hit a kanji I don’t know I either say “kanji” or “Nandoka” for “what is it..” and keep going.)
He laughed at me for being illiterate but then I told him to translate it into English if he was so damn smart.
Dorkmeister couldn’t do it.
But while he was asking me questions in Japanese he’d put his hand on my shoulder. *gasp!*
And when we rode to the main branch on the bus.
are you ready for this?
OUR LEGS WERE TOUCHING!! *Screams like a high school girl in heat*
I really need to get more experience with guys, my life is a bad shoujo manga.
On the ride to the main branch he asked me if I had a boyfriend. I of course said no. "Why?" he said with what I thought was actual surprise.
Yea.. sometimes I’m surprised too. The I remember what a loser I am.
"Well because everyone hates me I suppose." "Really?" "Oh yes, I’m quite annoying most of the time so everyone hates me. Ask Eri-chan, she hates me the most."
He gave me his ‘smile and cock his head to the side of confusion’ which makes me giggle because he looks like a confused puppy when he does that.
"What about you? Do you have a boyfriend?" "No… Wait… What? Boyfriend?"
Apparently Ta-kun did not have a girlfriend, but he had an army of boys at his beck and call because he’s just so pretty.
This is probably why I can’t get a boyfriend. I’m just never serious for a moment.
Today was a bit of an odd day. I had read in an anime magazine that Nippori was well know among the otaku community in Japan as a place to go for cosplay supplies. Now I thought this meant there was a lot of costumes there.
So I dragged Ann out because right now is that time of the year that summer sales are on, so since Nippori is know as a “fashion district” I figured I could get something cheap. It sadly was not a cheap clothing district but a cheap CLOTH district.
Because we didn’t want to waste our train fare and I didn’t want to believe I dragged us out there for nothing we wound up walking three stations away from the original station and all I had to show for it was some pretty cloths that you use to wrap your lunchbox in.
Since Soda lived in that area we met him in Ueno. Now anyone who knows me knows that I will take the reigns in a situation and lead, but that I hate doing it because… well… I’m lazy.
Soda is even more lazy then me.
So after 5 minutes of: "What do you wanna do?" "I dunno, what do you wanna do?" "Well I dunno, what do YOU wanna do?" Ann finally snapped and dragged us both to TGIFridays.
We don’t have TGIFridays in Canada. But for Canadians it’s basically Boston Pizza, with hamburgers being the headlining item instead of pizza.
I’m beginning to suspect that Soda likes Ann, I had him come out with me a few days ago to help me with buying a cable cord for the TV because we broke the last one, and today I kept leaning in when we were talking later and he just kept moving back. (I was leaning in because he’s a mumbler and I couldn’t hear him.) Either he doesn’t like me that much…
Or I had bad breath that day.
I’m excited because Ziggy will be coming to Japan next week. Wing and I are already planning her party to welcome her here. Sadly her company is placing her about an hour or so away from where we live (by train) so even though she’s here now, I don’t know how much we’ll be seeing her. I guess it depends on when her days off are*
*(It turns out they were on Sunday Mondays and Wing had Monday Tusedays and early off on Sundays while I had Thursday Fridays off. Which means Wng at least visited her, I never really got the chance to.)
Man, this month has just been party after party with me!
Today Len had her going away party in Ueno because she was going back home soon. She had done her time and saved her money and just didn’t want to be in Japan anymore. She was going back to school to become an accountant. What a nerd.
But being upper management in NOVA she probably could also see that this ship was sinking.
But it was a good night as there was more Ta-kun adventures!
I worked that day so I showed up late and was intending to leave early as I worked the next day as well. (Yay… #-_-) But I decide to get myself a drink and have a good time anyway. I was up at the bar chatting it up with someone whom I will probably never see again and can’t remember the name of when Ta-Kun slides up beside me and gives me a poke in the side which sends me a foot in the air because I was surprised, and because I’m ticklish as all hell and he’s figured that out. Len slides up to us and gives us her goodbye book and her and Ta-kun start chatting in drunken Eng/Jap/dunk talk while I write her a goodbye message. I totally cant remember what I wrote but I probably drew pictures. Len gets dragged off by other people and Ta-kun takes over the book and in very quiet but perfect English asks me to write his message for him because he wants it to be clear. He’s leaning on me the whole time I write which, like I said in an earlier post, If I let you touch me at all it’s like we’re having sex so I’m on cloud nine with that.
I know he’s drunk though because the only time he speaks English is when he’s hammered. Once I’m finished writing he wanders off and Wing comes by leaving me with a little slice of “uh-oh” but she didn’t notice him leaning on me and I pass the book off onto her. Whew dodged that bullet.
Sadly only that one.
I head to the bar to get a drink and since I drink fancy sissy girly drinks and everyone else is on the beer when Ta-kun comes back up to me the first thing he does is steal my drink.
To which I’m all “OMG INDIRECT KISS!!” like a 14 year old Japanese girl in my head.
What can I say I’m a total schmuck.
I ask him to tell me a story so he launches into a tale of his childhood.
All I understood from him talking for about 5 minutes was that he was born in Hokkaido. I pout because I can’t understand and he translates that his parents still live there. Then he says I’m cute and pats me on the head.
Now this is the sad part.
Ta-kun is the only guy in my entire life to date (and by to date I mean even from the future when I originally reposted this in 2009) to call me cute.
(Or give me any compliment at all. Can you see why I still hold a candle for the guy?) ((Now in 2014 I’ve had 2 other guys call me cute and give me compliments, but still it’s taken 30 years for someone to think I’m cute. Fuck y’all I’m goddamn ADORABLE.)
I call him a big meanie and we both wander off to other circles.
I had to pop out early because I had to work in the morning. As I’m saying goodbye to Wing he came up and gave me a hug and a kiss on the neck (o_O) I kinda freeze up because Wing is there and I’m worried about brutal muderings in my sleep, and because usually my reaction to surprise huggings is to elbow them in the kidneys. Fortunately I was drunk enough that my reflexes were a moment behind my brain so I could keep them in check, and I’m getting better about not doing that anymore.
I head out but to this day I wish I’d stayed to see how a drunk Ta-kun and a drunk me would have fared.