That sweet nectar
Tomorrow I'll finally have my own internet. Then I'll finally be able to look up the nearest Seiyu, the recycle shops, and most importantly, the shrines and temples.
So there was my valiant effort at writing about something other than the fact that I met Koushi for the first time yesterday. I sure fought that one long and hard... For some reason I agreed to his suggestion to meet at Shibuya. A place I've never been to before, and an incredibly busy and big station at that. I got there incredibly late, because I was detained at the Itabashi ward office. I'd thought that a mere address change would be a simple matter, taking something like 5-10 minutes tops. Boy was I ever wrong. It took closer to three hours. When I finally inquired how much longer it'd take, I found that the bastards hadn't even started on it yet. Compared to the Kodaira city office, the Itabashi ward office is a rat hole. Anyway, at Shibuya, by some creepy coincidence I wandered right into the statue of Hachikou, a popular meeting spot. I called Koushi and he said he'd come meet me there. I sat waiting and got to thinking about the movie Ko-gals, where some of the girls arrange to meet a girl they don't like at a certain place, and then watch from a nearby cafe how she stands there waiting for hours. "But that's madness", I thought, "before I called him he didn't even know where we were meeting". So I switched to thinking if maybe he wouldn't be anything like I expected. "Is it that creepy old dude", I thought, "or that fat dude? There's just no way of telling, man!". Just when I was starting to panic he called, asking where I was. I told him I was by the statue, and he asked me to come to the front of it. I did, at which point he said "Okay, I see you" and hung up. It's a really eerie feeling to stand there waiting for someone you actually couldn't pick out of a crowd.
He's incredibly cute. And really, really nice. It's almost a bit too much. Almost. I was outmanned at least three times during the evening. Hopefully it wasn't more than three times, at least. First by his firm refusal of letting me pay for my own food. I don't really get it. Are all Japanese that old-fashioned, or just people from Kyoto, I wonder. We found a little shrine, and as we lit some insence, he told me to be careful not to burn myself. Lastly, as he walked my to my station entrance, he insisted that I take his umbrella. No amount of convincing helped. Not even telling him that it probably wasn't even raining in Itabashi because I'd asked the kami for good weather. I guess I'm pretty far gone, since being treated like a chick is something I really dislike. Normally I'd have gotten really, really angry, especially about the bit about not getting burned. I wonder if the Fall here is actually hot enough to make my brain think it's Spring. Otherwise, why the hell is my brain suddenly excreting all these girly hormones...
What's more, he seems to find my idiosyncracies, like knowing everything about kappa and believing that kami are extraordinarily fond of 100 yen coins, really charming. Don't know what to think about that.
In other "news", I hear there's a typhoon approaching. Thursdays class may or may not be cancelled. I was going to have a date with Yuki on Thursday. Damn you kami. Give those 100 yen coins back. This isn't what I paid for.
So there was my valiant effort at writing about something other than the fact that I met Koushi for the first time yesterday. I sure fought that one long and hard... For some reason I agreed to his suggestion to meet at Shibuya. A place I've never been to before, and an incredibly busy and big station at that. I got there incredibly late, because I was detained at the Itabashi ward office. I'd thought that a mere address change would be a simple matter, taking something like 5-10 minutes tops. Boy was I ever wrong. It took closer to three hours. When I finally inquired how much longer it'd take, I found that the bastards hadn't even started on it yet. Compared to the Kodaira city office, the Itabashi ward office is a rat hole. Anyway, at Shibuya, by some creepy coincidence I wandered right into the statue of Hachikou, a popular meeting spot. I called Koushi and he said he'd come meet me there. I sat waiting and got to thinking about the movie Ko-gals, where some of the girls arrange to meet a girl they don't like at a certain place, and then watch from a nearby cafe how she stands there waiting for hours. "But that's madness", I thought, "before I called him he didn't even know where we were meeting". So I switched to thinking if maybe he wouldn't be anything like I expected. "Is it that creepy old dude", I thought, "or that fat dude? There's just no way of telling, man!". Just when I was starting to panic he called, asking where I was. I told him I was by the statue, and he asked me to come to the front of it. I did, at which point he said "Okay, I see you" and hung up. It's a really eerie feeling to stand there waiting for someone you actually couldn't pick out of a crowd.
He's incredibly cute. And really, really nice. It's almost a bit too much. Almost. I was outmanned at least three times during the evening. Hopefully it wasn't more than three times, at least. First by his firm refusal of letting me pay for my own food. I don't really get it. Are all Japanese that old-fashioned, or just people from Kyoto, I wonder. We found a little shrine, and as we lit some insence, he told me to be careful not to burn myself. Lastly, as he walked my to my station entrance, he insisted that I take his umbrella. No amount of convincing helped. Not even telling him that it probably wasn't even raining in Itabashi because I'd asked the kami for good weather. I guess I'm pretty far gone, since being treated like a chick is something I really dislike. Normally I'd have gotten really, really angry, especially about the bit about not getting burned. I wonder if the Fall here is actually hot enough to make my brain think it's Spring. Otherwise, why the hell is my brain suddenly excreting all these girly hormones...
What's more, he seems to find my idiosyncracies, like knowing everything about kappa and believing that kami are extraordinarily fond of 100 yen coins, really charming. Don't know what to think about that.
In other "news", I hear there's a typhoon approaching. Thursdays class may or may not be cancelled. I was going to have a date with Yuki on Thursday. Damn you kami. Give those 100 yen coins back. This isn't what I paid for.