So here I am, drinking a Kirin Ichiban of questionable age that I found in the back of the fridge. I don't particularly want to write in my blog, but it's been a while and the guilt is building up. So here we go.

Today was a particularly difficult and homesick day. I started out early in the morning (10ish) by waking up into a state of half-consciousness to hear a male voice speaking formal Japanese IN MY HOUSE. I stayed awake just long enough to think to myself "It is surely the cops, and they are surely coming to get me," and immediately fell back asleep. I would be told later that a random guy came and stood in our doorway, asked Melissa a whole bunch of unintelligible questions, then proceeded to drop to his knees and pray and sing at her in Japanese. Oh, Japan.
After I woke up for real (12:30ish), I proceeded to spend the better part of my pre-work period moping around the apartment feeling sorry for myself that a) omg college is over, and b) I no longer have access to a Putnam Street sandwich on wheat bread.
I then threw on some dress clothes (dirty) and dragged myself to work, where my seven classes in a row were mostly awkward and I wanted nothing more than to leave. Finally, 9:30 came and I had to run to catch my train back home, because the Saikyo line only runs every twenty minutes. Back in Omiya, I looked around for ages for something to eat other than Japanese Crap (difficult to do at 10pm), and had to settle on a pack of passable mini-pizzas from the 24-hour grocery store. And the grocery store was OUT OF BREAD. How does that happen?!
So here I am now, post-mini-pizza-but-still-hungry, drinking this skanky ass old beer because my soda is still warm, with a persistent nagging feeling that I'm not doing such a good job at this whole "growing up" thing.

In short, my shiny new Japan life is not always fun. Most days, I really don't do anything but wake up, go to work, come home, and sit on the computer until I go to bed.

But I've got big plans for this weekend. Tomorrow, I'm visiting TUJ and seeing Joe for the first time in a year and a half. Friday, I'm going to a concert in Shibuya. And Saturday, Adam's coming in from Toyama to spend the night.

Nevermind that I have to work Saturday and Sunday morning. That's gonna be a laugh riot.

I'll keep you posted...maybe.

Oh, and here's a new Christine Scavenger Hunt for you: see if you can find me here and here.