Back In Action

I'm only just back and I'm already trying to keep myself as busy as possible, which I think of as a good thing. I made plans immediately after getting home to hang out with J after work on Friday, but that didn't work out, and yesterday I went out after work with Greg to Shinjuku, which turned out to be us meeting up with Ty and his buddy Cory who's in town from the States, Dave B, Hillary, Rebecca, Christine, Andy, Greg and myself going to a Wara Wara on the West side of Shinjuku station and drinking it up something awful.

We got in there, and ordered a course meal with nomihoudai, and the fun started. I think I consumed at least 4 whole grapefruit as a result of the number of grapefruit sours I had. Somehow, and much to my great personal satisfaction, we were loud, and always had something to talk about the entire time, without fail. That was good. It was a blast.

BUT the karaoke machine didn't have any English songs, and that was a problem. After our nomihoudai finished we cruised out to a real karaoke bar for a quick hour of the good stuff and really belted it out. I missed karaoke, to be honest, it's the logical end to the night. I think America needs to adopt the Karaoke Bar concept. Actually, you know what, I ought to look into opening a chain of Japanese style karaoke bars when I move back home. I don't think it would take TOO much convincing to get people into them, especially as an afterhours kinda thing.

Anyway, J called me drunk last night and so was I, it was a funny conversation. She called me again at like 8:45 this morning, who does that? Seriously. You don't make a social call on a Sunday at 8:45 in the morning. It's just not done. And who vacuums at 11 at night? Really. But having said that, I was talking to G about how I think how absurd she is is actually kinda cute, in like a, her behavior is so far removed from anything I would consider normal that it's interesting kinda way. And she is cute, even if she is absurd.