Stuff

Yesterday was a nice day off, spent mostly at home and I left yesterday evening to meet up with Sammy for what I thought would be a little food, a drink, and an exchange of money/passports in preparation for a couple trips I'm now reserved to be taking come February and March.

For the record, I just made my reservation/deposit for two trips, one to Hokkaido in Feb. for the snow festiva, and the other for Beijing in March for the Chinese New Year. I'm way stoked, if for no other reason than I've actually started making travel commitments. It's also making money matters pretty tight. I think though, that's going to be the case until I go home. I plan on doing a lot of travelling between now and then.

Anyway, I thought it was just us two, but it was Kieran, Sammy, Rob, Natascha, Eleni and Tom, and myself. I wasn't really planning on a group thing, but it turned out to be, and we went to Wara Wara for drinks and dinner, then to the Karaoke bar for some tunes.
Eleni and Sammy gave me shit cause I was really quiet, I didn't really know how to explain what I was thinking or feeling, and when I tried to talk to Natascha about it, she basically told me, well, she said "well when you do talk you kinda demand the attention of everyone around" when I told her that the rest of the people there were all strong talkers and I tend to defer to pre-existing leadership. And after she made that comment, regardless of however true that statement may have been (it is true, not always, but enough of the time to give that impression), I decided I was gonna have to stick to my quiet thing. It started cause I wasn't anticipating actually being social, but stuck cause well, if I throw people for a loop by not being outspoken or whatever, then fine. I'll throw people for a loop.

Speaking of Natascha. I'm quiet any time I'm around her now. This is something of a curse of mine, so let me explain. I have this thing where I tend to be really quiet and reserved around girls I like. There. Explained. But in this case, see, I've just given up on liking her, and I have terrible little to say now that everything she does basically annoys me, seeing her be affectionate with others the way she was with me. So I was also quiet cause she was around at all, and that sucks, I don't wanna live like that, so fuck it.

Janel came out for her birthday on Thursday, and we went to D's Diner and had Mexican food and we were the only ones in the restaurant. We took a lot of pictures of ourselves, cause we're both vain like that. I gave her her first orgasm during sex. Of all the birthday presents I got her (including a cool cube thingie ashtray, a rubber ducky that lights up [inside joke], and one of those cans that has the spring loaded snake gags), I think that was the best.

Last Sunday I went up to Minami Moriya to see Greg, and we were total old farts. We ate sushi (22 plates total) and then wandered around a store for alike 30 mins and bought two movies, Batman Begins and the 1983 Christopher Walkens classic Brainstorm. We bought some booze (read: 900ml shouchu [20%] and a fifth of whiskey and were completely shitfaced by about 10:45. We finished Batman and passed the fuck out before midnight. lol. Surprisingly enough I was barely hungover.

Before that, on Amanda's birthday, that was Sunday here, on my way to Greg's place, I was talking to her on the phone wishing her a happy birthday and I was juggling my labret piercing in my mouth while talking cause I was about to put it in. But, of course, it fell out of my mouth and onto the street where it immediately disappeared. I looked for a few minutes but couldn't find it, and had to run to make my train. Sweet, out of breath and down one piercing.
So everyday as I walk past that place I look to see if it's there, but after a week or so, I kinda gave up. Even were I to find it, it would probably be run over and scratched and otherwise unusable.

So yesterday, I'm walkin to the train station at about 7:45pm. Dark. And I'm kinda cruisin since I got out the door late. Lemme stop here for a second and recall a certain set of events revolving around my briefcase and the overhead bin of the Yamanote train line. Anyway, I'm cruisin, and I happen to look down, and what do I see? Something shiny in the dark, on the road. And sonofabitch if it isn't my labret piercing, in near pristine, still wearable condition. Huh. Nice.

More later since it's taken me days to write this.