End of year festival

Two months of not being able to meet any guys, and suddenly I meet a second amazing one today.

I know this makes me sound like some kind of slut, but that's not me at all. I don't have the powers of concentration necessary to keep more than one "gentleman friend" in my sphere of consciousness.... What it is is that there were these two great guys who I'd been wanting to meet up with for ages, and I finally got the chance to meet them both these last three days. Whereas Thurs night was more the date showing up impromptu (and a great time was had), today was something special in a different way. Again, arranged hastily lastnight, partly out of the guilt of me never being free to meet him (and being a little scared by his online grumpy persona). The reality couldn't have been more different!

Both cute, intelligent, very sexy guys -- physically exactly my type. Ten years' age difference between them, one much younger than me, the second a little bit older. And it's not as if I'm guy-shopping: that would imply that I "pick" one and it works out forever. Not so. You can't assume that it would ever work out with someone just cos you choose to make a go of it with them. But the guy I met today... I think I could happily give it a go with him. Need to sleep on it. Actually, I need to sleep full stop. Yaaawwwnn.... おやすみ

Er.... wow....!

Lastnight I had the fastest date in history -- in terms of how long it took to arrange.

"How soon can you be here?", I joked

"In half an hour if I jump on the next train". Wow...

And it was worth it. He may be the most extraordinarily attractive guy I've ever had the pleasure of kissing. He left just under two hours ago.

僕わ very happy and a bit excited です!

:o)

Oh, and he knows someone else I've met here. This is a small world

You forget.

I mean, you do. You absolutely and completely forget, after a while, how important it is to go and do something that you -- and maybe only you -- enjoy doing.

Tonight I went back to my first regular evening haunt and did what I loved to do in those first few weeks when I was here mostly on my own: go and talk to the bartenders, get them to teach me some Japanese, and drink a few beers over the whole experience.

Tonight I went back, and the sweetest (cutest, I might add) young guy helped me out with the difference between 僕 (boku), わたし (watashi) and おらえ (orae). Apparently, it can be huge.

The difference, I mean... (yack yack)

Anyway, after the past couple of months of intensive helping-other-people-ness, I'd nearly forgotten who I was. And the best of it was, this kid who I thought was really shy turns out to be really helpful and wanting to study for his education licence. And then he gives me a present of some sweets at the end.

These people don't get the concept of tipping still....

But it takes nights like tonight to remind me why I fell in love with these people -- they're polite, thoughtful, and so heart-tinglingly sweet. Okay, I may have had a few Suntory Malts, but I'm feeling ver warm and fuzzy and content right now. And a fit barman spoke to me for ages tonight. Leave me alone. ;o)

This may be the most pretentious post yet.

I'm typing this in a coffee shop in Tokyo. Yah yah yah...

:o)

Anyway, time to get to work! おはいおございます, etc....

Popjoy です

Popjoy です
Originally uploaded by finassy.

You know you're in Japan when you're eating something called "Bittery Crunky Popjoy" -- haha! :o)

Help!! I'm a Genetic Mutant!!

Help!! I'm a Genetic Mutant!!
Originally uploaded by finassy.

What the hell is this?? It keeps happening, then I grow my hair and forget about it.

Then I get it shorn again and, lo! The errant follicle reveals itself!! Is Beardy Ear syndrome related in any way to Hairy Hands?? And does this mean I'm shortly for the glue factory??

Boobies

For reasons I won't go into (but they're connected to the Central Bureaucracy™'s homepage theme this week), I just got home and typed the word "boobies" into Google.

The first hit?

www dot ratemyboobies dot com

I hope I don't have to explain why this had me in fits of giggles. Especially when I clicked on the link.

(Oh, and please don't try this at home kids.)