"What are you going to have for dinner tonight?"
"I'm probably going to....burn......burn...burn kitchen!!"
"..."

The dangers of mixing up "chicken," "kitchen," and the Japanese verb yaku (grill, roast, and yes, burn).

GOOD! DELICIOUS! TASTY!
"It looks really delicious, doesn't it? Have some more?"
"Well, I won't say no!"

Thus says the inside rim of the mug I am currently drinking out of. I may be a bit delirious with fever, but even I can't think of a good retort for that.

So a funny thing happened on the way out of Mosburger today. There I was, the cutest little Curly Sue with my shrimp burger and onion rings clutched tightly, making a delicate path for my bike, when suddenly ( Read more... )

I don't know what's worse...Being so out of loop (literally having closed myself off from) the world of Japanese manga, anime, and TV that I'd no idea Zettai Kareshi had been made into a prime time drama -- or that I was able to recognize it for what it was while sitting down for a mindless bowl of shioyakisoba after a long day.

Miso paste has a freezing point of greater than -40C.
Adding five melted marshmallows to an omelet mix increases the fluffiness.
And a tablespoon of milk in a boiling pot keeps noodles and spaghetti from sticking to the bottom of the pan.

Who comes up with this stuff?

It would be wise, I think, to stop waking up at 5:30am.

What happened to Date Masamune??? They replaced him with a Disney booth!! Now where am I supposed to meet people in Sendai Station?

Today, while waiting for the city bus, a passing school bus driver stopped and tried to...pick me up. As in, he thought I was on his route. He wasn't satisfied that I was not in fact some truant teenager until I flashed my Polar Express university ID, either.

One day, I'll appreciate looking twelve. One day.

After an arduous transpacific trip, my new Macbook has arrived!

I guess this means I have to start being social again.

Oh, would you look at that pile of dishes in my sink! Better go take care of those...

Sometime next month, I will be a 23-year-old college graduate with a 4.0 GPA and more than $25,000 in student loan debt, sitting in an airport terminal waiting on an international flight because I can't get a job in the US.