I cut my bangs.


Also, surprise birthday cake at the nomikai last night. It was awesome and amazingly embarrassing.

Drinking party tonight.
And I found out who Shuya-sensei is. I was wondering. I thought he was an elementary school teacher. He's not. I just didn't know him by his first name. haha. I suck. But I saw him today, so now I know. I hope he hasn't been spying on me...by, you know, living next door. haha. oh crap.

I finger is pissed off with me for what I did to it yesterday.
My knees pretty pissed off, too.
My hand, not so much. It got off easy.

A vibrating what now?

So, I have a phone. It's on manner mode 98% of the time. This means that it doesn't ring, it vibrates ('cause that's how I roll). My phone was in my pocket. Someone called me. Now, taking that the phone is in vibrate, most people would assume I felt it going off so that is how I knew to answer it. Those people are wrong. Very wrong. I heard it go off. Once more; I heard go off. I didn't feel it at all, I heard it going off in my pocket. I don't think it's the fault of my jeans, but something is messed up here. I would like to think it isn't me.

I'm catching a cold.
I'm sure of it.

Report over.


Also, this just in: 15% off thigh highs. Don't need 'em, but heck if it ain't tempting...if I lived in the USofA, that is (free shipping on orders of $75 and over)

When I went home over the summer, I had to spend quite a bit of time in airports. Especially coming back. Especially in Detroit. So I did what any self-respecting person does when they are stuck at an airport for hours - I had a breakfast burrito at the Chili's then walked up and down the terminal periodically. Did you know that at the book stores/magazine stands you can buy Maxim and Esquire and PlayBoy and those sorts of magazines, but you can't get PlayGirl? What can I say, I had a lot of free time. And it was kinda irritating that men (and lesbians) can buy porn in the airport but women (and gay men) can't. Also, on the plane from Tokyo to Sendai the dudes in the row in front of me all were looking at a porn-ish comic magazine. It's the only comic in that book that all of them looked at and probably read (...not that that is too arduous of a task).

Went to Iwate yesterday.
Went to school today.

Iwate was a little bit better, but cost a crap ton more.
Rode a boat in Iwate. There were three guys who kept swearing in English. It was pretty funny. Their accents were good, but it's a little hard to mess up 'God damn' and 'fuck,' you must admit that. I thought it was humorous. I wish I had laughed at them. That would have been good. They were big Japanese guys though. I may post pictures eventually. Not now though. That would require uploading them and what not. And that ain't gonna happen. Not right now.

I just realized that you can unlock the shower area from the outside. Now, that begs the question...what's the point in locking it now? Someone can just open it from the outside. Thus making your endeavor pointless. Let's say, for example sack, I have a guest over and play a prank on them. Now, that prank would get them all dirty and most likely sticky, thus requiring a shower. While taking a shower, it's best to not be pranked, correct? Correct. So, they go into the shower with the expectation that that little piece of plastic that sticks up into the ceiling is going to protect them from further pranks and embarrassment. BUT, since I can unlock it from the outside, there is no protection. Now the person in the shower has no hope of surviving if a prank is deemed necessary...they have no where to hide. No where to go. It's a small plastic box. Trust me. There's nothing they could do. It'd all be over. Naked prank times. What is the world coming to?

You know one thing that I hadn't thought of when I started on my quest to get healthy (part one being the weight issue, part two healthy diet, and part three cardiovascular health as well as long term healthy weight management) is that the smaller you get the more bones you can feel. I can feel bones I'm not sure I've ever felt (and surely not since I was about 10). Now, I'm not really complaining. It's awesome...is a slightly creepy way. I like feeling new bones. Take that statement as you will. Although it does make the futon a touch more uncomfortable...as well as leaning against walls.

Two days of track. I got sunburned on my face.

Also, I now have a little sister.


Had to bust out a comforter for tonight. Sucked man. Sucked. It's barely October and I need my warm bedding.

Dessert Latte: Pumpkin Pudding Latte

Normally I stay away from these kinds of desert drinks. But, you put pumpkin into almost anything and I'm there. This was no exception. I was all over that drink. It took about 2 seconds to decide to get it. I knew this was going to end one way or another...deliciously or badly. I didn't know which I was hoping for.





It is actually pretty good. It tastes EXACTLY like pumpkin pudding. I'm sure the latte flavor is there too, but the pudding flavor is overwhelming. It's a pleasant addition to my fermented beans and rice breakfast (the breakfast of smelly champions)

Typhoon.
Not as awesomely huge as I expected.
Slightly disappointed in the largest typhoon to hit Japan since WWII.
But I got to go to the gym, so it's not so bad.

Si, è bene.

È bene, vero?

F$%K

Yesterday, I went to Power Fit for the first time. It was a nice class. They just started the schedule again (so, all the moves are new). It seems like it'll be a great class for some of the problem areas I wanted to work out (namely underarm, lower abs, and inner thighs...as well as my back (recently added to the list)). Came home, worked on a comic a little.
I shall not be posting about the guy I'm seeing any more. If you have an interest, email me, otherwise this is the last note about him.
Gonna go to the gym now-ish. Treadmill for 60 minutes, me thinks.

I found my bright ass pink undershirt. I'm excited. I'm so gonna wear it to school. I think they'll be able to see me in China. I love that shirt! Have yet to wear it...but I love it. I'd sleep with it if that weren't creepy...and not something that I want to do. I already sleep with Pooh...and two pillows. I don't need to add a bright ass pink shirt to that list.


...or do I?




Also, made some spicy cucumbers yesterday. Tasted one or two this morning. Not much taste, but spicy. It's supposed to sit for a day or two in the fridge, so come tomorrow, they may be able to light things on fire.
I'm excited about that. Aren't you?