japan.
i want to go to japan. i met some lady at work today that lives there. she told me she has to go to a store on the eighth floor of some shady building to buy rice milk for like eight bucks a carton. like black market rice milk? wtf? this made me love japan even more. im sure i can make it in japan, only if i buy that watch at urban outfitters that tells the time in japanese, of course. i have to go to the dentist tomorro .. then oil change .. then i hang out with this boy. we have a lot in common. should be good times. easter isnt really the same anymore.