Monday, July 18, 2011

But where were they going without ever knowing the way?

The other day, I found myself stranded at a train station two stops away from home. This is my journey... My dumb journey:

Part 1
Dumb 1

Part 2
Dumb 2

Part 3
Dumb 3

Dumb.

Friday, July 15, 2011

Monday, July 11, 2011

Lol iono just bloggin

Whew finished training for work, and the real fun begins tomorrow. As for what ive been doing these past few days, getting Internet is not... What I've been doing. I should call those noobs today, but I dont feel like talking to them right now. I cleaned my room, which is quite an accomplishment given the heat, andddd the dude came and gave me a new air conditioning remote assesses yeah plus the word "awwwwwwwww" naturally autocorrects to "assess" on the iPhone yessssss

I have a new mission. There is a serial spitter who spits in the stairwell of my apartment complex at least once a day. Using my secret skills, I will apprehend this criminal...

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Let's get some shoes.

Things have been busy with trying and not having interwebs... And signing up for interwebs is fuggin hard as fug... IMO anyway. Most of my free time has been spent with laundry, walmart, and other errands like fighting Rita repulsa's army of putties. Oh, and shaving.

I'm on the train, and nobody is overweight. America will certainly be an interesting place to return to, mainly because of nothing. Japan is similar to America, except in Japan, every girl wears cute shoes.

Dudes of all ages play psp and ds on the train.. Oh, and they read manga, too. No David sedaris or Dan brown here.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

This guy has squinty eyes

There's a guy on one of the trains who has squinty eyes... At least one guy does. I mean, it's sunny out, after all.

I wish I could take a picture of all of the eccentric styles out here, but it might seem a bit strange. Odds are, I'll probably do it anyway. Oh! So while I'm in Japan, I'd like to apply to the video game company, Tri-Ace (of Star Ocean and Valkyrie Profile fame). One problem was that I didn't have any original ideas for games. Well today, that problem may have been solved! A lot more needs to be fleshed out, but I think the idea is decent for now.

On to more important things. Here is a picture of an ad on the train... Of a train:

JUST KIDDING I can't upload photos on iPhone noobs plus the phone Always makes the camera shutter sound when taking pIctures so I can't take them secretly eoooooooowooooooooo

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Take take take

I met an awesome and hilarious guy randomly named Takeshi. He took his niece, his niece's friend, and myself to a hostess bar, where you pay for the company of a woman.... To talk to you. That's it, and it's pretty darn expensive.

More importantly: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EjwaabXevxY&feature=youtube_gdata_player

Friday, July 1, 2011

Train Squash

Went karaoke-ing with all of the other dudes (and gal) in training. While it was fun, 9 hours (9 persons, 9 doors) is a long time to do re mi nawm sayin? Or should I say... Saiyan?

It was fun. Adam took his belt and shirt off, and hung the latter on the chandelier. I learned a thing or two about my coworkers that night.

We had off the next day, so I slept in and did laundry... Until I was confronted by a giant mecha whoa had to dodge that plasma beam and activate my energy shield just to get some ironing done. I forgot to turn off the shield before I went to sleep, so my utility bill will prolly be a lot this month.

I'm on the train now, and someone just farted. Just like in the US, people stay near the doors of the trains they board. That is, people don't want to touch each other, so they don't scrunch together unless they absolutely have to. This is always funn in America too, since busy trains will have plenty of space between people near the center of each car, while the people near the doors are nearly falling out. Sometimes, just for fun, I like to poop on the train. Everyone, for some reason, stares in one direction. This is cool, except I'm always looking around, so I prolly look like a pervert. It's okay, because I am.