Decompressing for Sleep.
Today was strange. When I got to school, the Korean gentleman (who is increasingly starting to make me feel...uncomfortable) gave me a fortune cookie. Japanese fortune cookies taste hella different than American ones, I've discovered. Almost buttery, like a pizelle (however the hell you spell that Italian flat cookieish thing), but it's so sweet that it almost made me, Little Miss I-eat-icing-by-itself, feel ill. I can't believe my icon actually is appropriate in every way, but it makes me happy. Anyway, all of the Korean girls in class think that I'm awesome because I have fingernails and D&G reading glasses. Last time, they didn't give a damn, but when I asked why this group seemed to like me, they told me it was because of those two things. Oh, and I have a small head, large eyes, and am pale. My "tan line" amused them to no end. Teacher, not so much since one of the girls grabbed my wrist when I took off my watch to massage the soreness and exclaimed, "Eeeeeh?" really loudly. She said something to the effect that she didn't know that they made people that pale. Or something. Fucking weird. I can't think of any time where someone after knowing me for a short while was saying, "We're friends, right?" Well, maybe one exception, but he doesn't count. Bless the silence, is all I have to say.
Class ended and I went to Nakano and hit something that's become a ghetto mecca and spent way more money than I should have, but damned if it wasn't awesome and full of printed loveliness. Toujou fucking Asami did a Yu-Gi-Oh doujinshi. Fucking Toujou Asami! And I found it accidentally inside of a collection I spent too much money on. But coming home and seeing it online for over $100 made my $30 suddenly seem much more reasonable. Only downside was that I bought the Renai Junkie doujinshi for $10 and it was in the collection. Torn between selling it and keeping it. The color cover illustration is so damn good and not in the collection, but then again, how often am I going to whip out the cover to look at? I've already started collecting ones to return so we'll see. And no luck on the Pucchi Seto one, alas. My obsessive hunt for that one thing is causing me to buy all sorts of other things that I don't effin' need, but meow. Is anyone really surprised? No, I didn't think so. But, fuck -- Kaiba in a wedding dress. How can I not laugh my ass off at that? Or, "これがオレのオベリスクだ! ワハハハハ!!” as a title? The country is crazy and cracky, but damned if I don't love it.
Then on the way home, I didn't see the old man fall down, but I did watch him stroke out and have a seizer on the train platform. All I could think of was, "That's someone's dad," and it made me very sad. I'll never know what happened, but I hope that he was okay. And then I got home.
Weird mix of highs and weirds. I'm not sure about this whole class thing. It's only three days into it technically and already I don't want to get out of bed to go. It just makes me wonder why in the hell I think returning to school is a good idea on days like that. But if not that, then what? Gyah. It's so much easier to distract myself with doujinshi that I'm already wondering how in the hell I'm going to lug home. And I've only been here what? Two, three weeks? Oops. And yet no one should be surprised.
Class ended and I went to Nakano and hit something that's become a ghetto mecca and spent way more money than I should have, but damned if it wasn't awesome and full of printed loveliness. Toujou fucking Asami did a Yu-Gi-Oh doujinshi. Fucking Toujou Asami! And I found it accidentally inside of a collection I spent too much money on. But coming home and seeing it online for over $100 made my $30 suddenly seem much more reasonable. Only downside was that I bought the Renai Junkie doujinshi for $10 and it was in the collection. Torn between selling it and keeping it. The color cover illustration is so damn good and not in the collection, but then again, how often am I going to whip out the cover to look at? I've already started collecting ones to return so we'll see. And no luck on the Pucchi Seto one, alas. My obsessive hunt for that one thing is causing me to buy all sorts of other things that I don't effin' need, but meow. Is anyone really surprised? No, I didn't think so. But, fuck -- Kaiba in a wedding dress. How can I not laugh my ass off at that? Or, "これがオレのオベリスクだ! ワハハハハ!!” as a title? The country is crazy and cracky, but damned if I don't love it.
Then on the way home, I didn't see the old man fall down, but I did watch him stroke out and have a seizer on the train platform. All I could think of was, "That's someone's dad," and it made me very sad. I'll never know what happened, but I hope that he was okay. And then I got home.
Weird mix of highs and weirds. I'm not sure about this whole class thing. It's only three days into it technically and already I don't want to get out of bed to go. It just makes me wonder why in the hell I think returning to school is a good idea on days like that. But if not that, then what? Gyah. It's so much easier to distract myself with doujinshi that I'm already wondering how in the hell I'm going to lug home. And I've only been here what? Two, three weeks? Oops. And yet no one should be surprised.