Here in Japan, we have these things called "natural disasters."
This is kinda a problem.

You see, at home, the most I ever had to worry about was the winter "nor'easter," which would come through like an angry bitch and take a big white dump on my house. The aftereffect of which was the enormous hassle of having to pay my brother to shovel my car out.

But Japan. Japan's full of tricks. There's always the danger of the earth spazzing out all of a sudden without warning, and then bam! a building has fallen on your head.
This happened in Niigata last weekend to a lot of sad old people who thought it would be a good idea to live on a fault-line in a house made of paper.

There are also typhoons (from "taifu," which is the Japanese word for hurricane and also really fun to say), and wouldn't you know it, we had a typhoon warning, right smack in the middle of my first long weekend in three months.
The typhoon was due to arrive mid-day Sunday, so I naturally started thinking about disaster preparation oh, around 7am Sunday morning while I was still in Shibuya and still quite intoxicated.

I then decided that the only safe and responsible thing to do would be to head home and buy food, as it had been quite a long time since I'd had anything in my fridge besides expired tofu and skunky beer.
So off I went in the pouring rain to my neighborhood grocery store, where I bought the following:

Two blueberry yogurt cups
Two bags of frozen "Spicy Chicky Bone" (half price!)
One bag of frozen edamame
One can of condensed clam chowder
A carton of milk

After squelching back into my apartment sopping wet, I immediately went to sleep, and by the time I had woken up, the storm had passed. False alarm. I was pretty disappointed, since I'd had big plans to spend the day watching the mayhem from the safety of my living room.
I hadn't, however, realized the following:

1. I had taken the batteries out of my flashlight long ago, to power my speakers.
2. Said flashlight had then been dropped behind a piece of furniture, and I had since forgotten which one.
3. Dairy products and two bags of frozen buffalo wings do not make good emergency rations in the event of a power outage.

I'm an idiot.

Stay tuned for the next installment of the Christine Clusterfuck Hour. Same time, same channel.