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Be advised, the majority of my entries are NOT GACKT-centric. I am a fan. A big fan. But this journal is about my life in general!

Basquiat exhibit in Brooklyn....  Check it...

Damn I want to see that.

Dance Dance Revolution is not an obsession.  It's exercise.  Just because I scream obscenities at the television and flip off the guy who says "That wasn't your REAL dance," doesn't mean anything.  Honestly.

*turns on PlayStation*



Also, joined the community called booktards and have been pretty happy with it so far and have written down a few new titles to add to my list, but today, someone posted with a snooty holier-than-thou attitude that I just can't stomach; I'm restraining myself from commenting.  I hate people who immediately write off authors just because they know what to write and how to write to sell books.  It's not really THEIR fault that people buy them. 

First off, the poster attacked King, which is a no-no in Ang-land, but still... I know there are people who don't like the way he writes or what he writes or any myriad of things about his works, but this community is for the purpose of posting about your love of books, not the scorn that you feel toward bestselling thriller authors.  The poster also went after Michael Crichton (saying he knew Crichton was a bad writer in 6th grade........), Clive Barker, and Tom Clancy.  I don't read Barker or Clancy, but I am a fan of Crichton's books.  I'm surprised he didn't rip Koontz a new one, too, or maybe that's the one horror/suspense author he really likes and it's his guilty pleasure.

He does add later that the books King wrote under the Richard Bachman name are actually palatable and that aside from Crichton's woeful attempts at fiction, his non-fiction is pretty spiffy. Blargh.

Ick.

Snotty ass people make me want to vomit.  Everyone is entitled to his/her own opinion (especially on LJ), but damn it, don't be so high and mighty about it (at least not in communities).

I have to admit that the flower scene in 40 Days and 40 Nights has to be one of the sexiest scenes in a movie... EVER.

Even though I can't stand Josh Hartnett.  He looks like someone I have hated since I was FIVE and I just can't get past that.

Still.  Good movie.  Great scene.  :o)  Yay.

EDIT: 20 minutes of DDR and I'm spent. However, I did move up to the songs with three footprints instead of just one and two. My feet (and the people who live below me) hate me. ;->

Time for a self-depricating post. Haven't had one in a while, so it's time...

( cut to save those who would only roll their eyes )

Okay, now that I have finally caught up on commenting on friends' journals (don't be surprised by a rash of emailed comments from yours truly), it's time to write a little something for all y'all.

Gomes came in on Tuesday evening to a blustery and rainy Kashiwazaki. It was immediately noted that I had left the eastern seaboard of the US to live in the Japanese equivalent... at least climate-wise. It's so true, too. Also, she said that a lot of Kashiwazaki reminded her of Pennsylvania and small towns in PA. It really is no wonder that my culture shock was almost non-existant.

Anyway, there isn't much to do that is overly exciting in Kashiwazaki. We have some great local restaurants and a Turkish Culture Village (that is apparently only open during the warm months), but that's about it. So, we ate out and shopped and went to arcades pretty much the entire time she was here. I am now officially broke until payday (seriously, I have about $320 to last me until April 21 O_o), but it was totally worth it.

We indulged in much puri-kura (print club stickers) and I tried Dance Dance Revolution arcade-style for the first time. Man I sucked. But, I'm already getting better. (What? It's not an addiction. Just because I bought a used dance pad at the store does NOT mean I'm addicted. Shut up.) *ahem*

Anyway... Thursday night, we stopped at Yamaya (the foreign foods/liquor store) and yes, we split the price of a bottle of absinthe. The taste is more or less agreeable, but Gomes drank a lot more of it than I did because I think I was just TOO tired to contemplate getting plastered (I had only gotten about 3 hours sleep the night before).

Friday night we went to the restaurant that serves the Spicy Pizza o' Doom (to which Gomes added more tobasco... heh) and then to karaoke, marathon-style in true Kashiwazaki fashion. Gomes said that when they go out in Nara, it's usually quite early (like 7-ish) and only for 2 hours or so. When WE go out... we start at 10 and usually plan to close the place down (3AM). Five hours later... we drug our sorry asses back to the apartment and stayed up for a couple of hours to get a little un-inebriated before bed.

She left to go home on Saturday afternoon and when I went back to my apartment, it seemed very lonely. It's all better now, but there was still definitely an initial loneliness. So strange, but pleasant, having a "roommate" for a few days and then having her leave again.

Yesterday, Sarah and I went to the gym for the first time in a week... and we wept. OH THE PAIN. We don't want to miss that much consecutive time ever again. Craziness. I had issues doing 15 minutes on the bike. Ugh.

Also, I am going to make more of an effort to hang out at Coffe No. 1 more often. That is my new goal.

Check it out...

( celebrity sighting )

Yes, I am a tool.  amasugiru and I are gigantic tools together.

"I'm a green fairy!"

Oh yeah... totally taking 5 hours of vacation time today and 3 hours tomorrow (that equals a whole day! oooh!).

However that means I must now think about ways to entertain Gomes. ;-> At least this opens the door for us to hit a couple of other good foodie places in town... I see yakisoba or kaitenzushi in our lunchtime future. *Homer Simpson drool noise*

Sitting here at school on between 3-4 hours of sleep just isn't working out for me today, so I think I made the right decision. :-D

Is calling my student newsletter "ALT　Action" going to get me in trouble with anyone other than my own dirty mind?　　Hahaha... I　tried to pick a word that they would know that would still get me that nice alliteration effect.

Still.... my perpetually-5th-grade-brain giggles.