Busy Week

So yea. Haven't updated in a while. Had a busy week.

Sunday of last week was Walter's going away party. Walter moving back to Oz is tragic. He 's iconic. People really look up to him. He's larger than life, just a jolly, happy guy, not to mention a physical presence and can be somewhat intimidating. But his going away party was nice, a LOT of people came, and I got to talk to some people I hadn't in a long time. Afterwards, we made our way out towards karaoke, but, Dave and I wound up splitting after the dinner part of the evening cause I had to go down to the immigration office on Monday to apply to renew my visa.

Or so I thought. Natascha had to go pick hers up as well, and so we were gonna go down together, and I gave her a call at 7am on Monday morning like we agreed, and she had just gone to bed after the all nighter for Walter's going away, and decided we should go at 11 instead. Come 11, Natascha, being the smart lass she is, called the office to see if they were open, and they in fact were not. Bank holiday. Holidays in this country, FYI, are all on Monday it feels like. At least, banking holidays are. So basically I got up at 7 for nothing. Good thing we didn't actually go down there.

Tuesday morning however, I DID get up early again and go down to the office, having very little clue what I was actually going to have to do since I didn't really pay attention when Kerry was telling me. I got down there at 9:12am, 12 minutes after they open. I figured I would be screwed getting there after it actually opened, especially the day after a holiday closure. But, I was #28, and they were calling 11 when I took my number. So, I found the forms I needed and filled them out, waited, read my book, oggled a couple cute girls, marvelled at the sheer number of Phillipinas, and then suppressed my marvelling when I realized that, well, they're the Mexicans of the Asian world. And Japan is the America. Doesn't help that the Phillipines are dominated by Catholic Spanish influence/genes. Breeders.

They called my number, I handed them my forms and paraphernalia, she stamped my passport, and sent me on my way. That was it. Time? 10:20am. I was home dorking out on my compie again before the office even closed for lunch. So much for "come prepared to spend all day at work."

Wednesday. Work. Then crazy party at Eleni's place. This included the rather poorly executed Ice Luge, a bucket of Crunky Juice (jungle juice minus fruit), girls kissing girls, Wai and I kissing for some reason, me pouring aforementioned Crunky Juice all over Alissa while filling her cup and her just starting blankly while I did it, pull ups on the train, flips on the train, and so on. And a great many pictures I look forward (or not) to seeing. Oh, and Jin-Ro is still the devil.

Thursday...I went to J's place after work and we had tacos and sex. That's oversimplified really, but, yea. The tacos were good, even if the taco shells after the first batch were less than crunchy thanks to my oven ineptitude, but the sex was good all around. J had a little mini freakout the next morning regarding her choice of attire for the coming important day, and made a comment which I log in my head every time I ever hear: "how are you always so calm?!" She asked me about our situation on the way to the station in the morning, and I told her that if she's ok with having sex with me knowing I don't want to be her b/f, then that's fine, she's a big girl. I think that made her happy to hear. I know it made me happy to say it, cause, well, it's how I've always felt. And I feel stupid that I let myself really think of her as a kid or that she should be treated as one. I think she's happy I'm being honest, and I am too. Besides, getting laid is nice, and well, better than that (yea, I know) for me is knowing I made the right choice about treating someone as an equal and an adult. And then having sex with them.

Friday...I did something....I know I did. I came home, changed clothes, and AH. Yes. After work I met up with Natascha, to whom I had not yet spoken after apologizing for asking to kiss her on the way to the station after Wednesday's party, and we went to an internet cafe to look at plane tickets home. Found tickets. Started chewing over ideas in my head.

Saturday night after work I went straight to Shinjuku to meet Yuri for Tomomi's going away party, where I surprised the bejesus out of Tomomi, but then again everything does. Keigo was there, Mai was there, Junko was there, Yasuko was there, it was crazy to see everyone back there again. We went to Tiki Tiki, and drank Hawaiian cocktails before going to karaoke in the redlight district in the shittiest room ever. Additionally, Midori, a particularly cute/fluent girl who was an RA the summer after I was there (she was studying at the UofO while I was in Japan) was there, and Yuri is arranging some kind of dinner with the three of us so we can start hanging out more and I can finally have some Japanese friends in this country. Woot!

Sunday I was just happy to be off work. I also don't remember what exactly I did that night. Monday...laundry? No, that was Tuesday. My days off this week I did jack AND shit, very deliberately.

Wednesday was another party at Eleni's a little more low key this time around, Thursday morning I booked my plane ticket home. Cost me $1240.

Today I looked on another webside and found a ticket for ~$400 cheaper. Of course. And I purchased a non-refundable ticket. Fanfuckingtastic.

K. Phew. Pieced together the last two weeks for ya there.

Oh, as a side note, it's colder now. I hate cold. Halloween is coming up, and that's great. I'm also fat. I've gained weight, and I have to lose it before I go home, otherwise I'll feel like I accomplished nothing in the last year. Since my phyiscal appearance and the girth of my pocketbook are the only two measures of my success. K, that's all for now.