oh man something is wrong with me. so im supposed to pick up ari from narita in about an hour right? whoops, thats probably not gonna happen on time(；－＿－）
so i woke up a bit late and was killing time instead of getting myself and my apartment ready to leave. i needed to catch a 1300 train to meet up with ari in time. so, of course, i decide at 1230 that i really want to make some banana bread. for some reason. so i did, and actually finished about 5 to 1. only it takes at least 10 minutes to walk to the station... btw i lost my bike after i left it unlocked over an entire weekend at SATY. so i looked up train times on hyperdia, and it turns out there was another train leaving in 20 minutes that would be ok! success! i cleaned up a bit more and left. only to get to the station 2 minutes too late. oops. but! the station board said there was another train in 15 minutes! three trains in one hour? unheard of in takahagi! i got some food at the station kiosk and went to wait on the platform. i was listening to some high lows on my ipod, a great song called outdoor club. thats where the title of this entry comes from. its basically a guy remembering this time him and his girl went to the beach, and laughing at how ridiculous it was to go to the beach on a day when it looked like it was gonna rain. maybe my japanese is actually getting better if i actually understood the song? ill put the lyrics up and attempt to translate it on my other blog. (what? other blog?)
while listening to the high lows and feeling proud of myself for understanding it, and playing solitaire on my ipod simultaneously, AND sitting in a chair facing the northbound, in other words opposite, tracks, i felt a chilly breeze. shivering a bit in my light track jacket and t shirt, my concentration was broken enough to notice something behind me. turns out that breeze came from the train i was supposed to board pulling into the station. i stood up and turned around just as the doors closed and the third train in one hour left takahagi.
the weather got a bit colder, and i proceeded to wait. and wait. i started writing this as i finally boarded a train, over an hour after i first got to the station. ive still got almost 2 hours until i arrive in narita, and aris plane should be touching down right around... now. i hope he has my cell phone number, because i certainly dont have any way to contact him.
this is only the latest of many mistakes ive made this week. on tuesday, i had an enkai (work drinking party) with people from my board of education. thats where i got most of the grief that made me write my last blog entry. afterwards i wanted to relax a bit more by myself, so i went over to wild at heart, the one really cool bar in town. only it turns out tuesday that place isnt open. dammit. so i went to the indian place, had a beer, commiserated with the chef khari for a bit, but left as i was starting to nod off.
so last night was a similar pattern, but pay attention to the differences! i had another enkai, this time with a group of japanese teachers that i really like: nihei yatabe and kuramochi sensei from takahagi, shibuya and sakuyama sensei from akiyama, and suzuki sensei from matsuoka, all awesome english teachers. we had actual conversations! how awesome is that! i was having a great time, but unfortunately it had to end a bit early to give everyone a chance to catch trains home. i wasnt quite ready for my night to be over though. so when i saw onose sensei, a teacher in training that i worked with at takachu and later higashisho, i immediately sat down at his table and ordered a beer. i had to deal with another round of omg how are you so big type questions, but i think onose was commiserating with me there since hes a pretty big dude himself, aroundwise at least. ill have to go get some yakiniku with him sometime.
again though, i was starting to nod off a bit, and rightfully catching some slack for it. "oh bryan are you sleepy?" doh. i bowed out after my second beer, quite tired and quite plastered. ooh, but what happened to be quite close to the restaurant i had just left? the bar i had wanted to go to on tuesday! i decided to get one last drink. man the bartender there makes a strong gin lime. i was probably chatting a bit with the other customers, dont really remember, got halfway through my drink, and promptly fell asleep until 2am. as i regained consciousness, completely bewildered by the fact that it was 3 hours later than i last remembered, i overheard another patron say to his buddy, "is that the ALT?" (＿ ＿；)
i think sometime soon im going to have to tone down the partying. majorly. ive lived next to tokyo for 8 months but i keep going back to the same places: shinjuku, shibuya, and motherfucking roppongi, the expat epicenter of drunkeness. buut, this next week just happens to be spring break, ari is in town (ill get to the airport in about an hour) and the triumphant return to Ys Bar! i guess i will have to wait a bit longer before i cool down.
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