I suppose you could say since this is my blog, you could look into it and see my cynic's reflection. But I think as long as we're talking mirrors here you should take a good look at yourself. And contemplate just how much you wish it were my reflection looking back, cause it's a mirror, so it'd be yours. And I'm hot.

Monday, February 20, 2006

Inappropriate Laughter


So I went and wired money home in 柏 Kashiwa after discovering that the 新松戸 branch of SMBC can't do international remittance. I was gonna bring my bedding home on the way back to松戸 Matsudo to meet Rebekah, but I ran out of time, so I just went to 南柏 Minami-Kashiwa and ate lunch.

Rebekah and I hammed it up on the train ride out to wherever we went past 新宿 Shinjuku but the real fun started once we got inside. We got on the elevator, and had to go to the tenth floor, but thanks to someone in a wheelchair, a visitor and a nurse, we were seperated and stood on opposite ends of the elevator. But we kept shooting each other glances, sticking our tongues out, and soon, the giggling started. Now, it's bad enough when you giggle in an elevator when everyone speaks your language. But when you're in a hospital in another country, and you're chocking back laughter and failing, it's the best. We got off the elevator and just starting laughing outloud, I was crying, it was great.

Ty's doing well, we got to see his blood bag which drains his, well, blood, that leaks from his wounds after surgery, and we laughed it up talking about various oddities of Japan and their hospitals. Like, "Peep, peep" and "Goo, goo." I'll leave you to figure that out.

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