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Entries this day: Dream Sizzler farm_grill Dream 9:29am JST Saturday 27 December 2003 I was a spy and was asked to sneak into a small room and use a power drill with a grinder bit to cut a power cable to the building. The room had a glass window and a bad guy was cleaning the window from the other side with a power sprayer. I wondered if, like in a movie, he would cover the window with suds, just allowing me to cut the calbe before he saw me. He didn't cover the entire window, and the room started to move. Oh, the room was white and I was wearing a black body suit, though he still didn't see me. The room started to move a bit, making it difficult for me to freeze myself (in an uncomfortable position to make it look like I must be dead (or sleeping)) against one corner, but that's what I did. He continued to not see me, but (Mike's) high school Miki came up and she saw me from the bad guy's side of the window. She came into the room and I began to actually fall asleep, which I didn't exactly want to do cause I wanted to stay aware of the situation, and she came up to me and I figured she was my friend and wanted to help so I was like, "distract that guy" or "turn off the lights" or something and she ignored me or didn't understand or had her own objectives. She got really close and gave me a kiss on the cheek and the guy noticed now and he started to chase me. I knew I could fly so I flew horizontally down the hallway (*) and then up through the roof of the building so I was outside flying among the trees above a garden party with a lot of well dressed bad guys (men and wonmen) discussing whatever bad guys discuss at garden parties. I was being chased by more people who could fly, so when they came up to my level, I launched myself up higher than they could fly. (haha beat that, suckas!) and then HS Miki came up to me and we and I told her I love her and we started kissing. Told her that I want to marry her and she was like, "cool," and our friends were like, "okay, take these [marriage licenses (that looked like drivers licenses)] that we forged before and put them in your wallet." So we weren't actually married, but we could claim we were; we had the documents to prove it. We were then free of the bad guys and I was walking alone down Methil street (**) and saw Suzanne with some kids she was babysitting. She was dropping them off to someone else, so she had some free time. We were in an S&M bar and I gave her a huge spanking, though I couldn't quite get the right [smack], and it was more like just hitting her with my palm. No [crack!] of a good swat. She was still happy with them and we walked out, "thank you; see you later," and we were walking and saw Neil and Ryan walking to work. Neil was on his cell phone saying, "I'm going to work now, yeah in Shibuya" and I was like, "did you hear him say Shibuya?" to Suzanne, wondering if she could understand the language here in Japan. (he was speaking in English) Woke up two minutes before my alarm went off. (*) quite lucid if I can fly horizontally; usually up is all I can manage. (**) my old house (when I was 8 yrs to 13 yrs old) permalinkSizzler 3:08pm JST Saturday 27 December 2003 Wow. I'm in Odaiba with Carla, Kaori, Mamiko, Benny, Melanie, and Clayton. Eating buffet (actually I'm eating just calamari cause I'm going to a buffet tonight). The mood music, here in Sizzler, a family steak restaurant with kids and moms and dads and us, is NIN "closer." No, it's not censored. - - - - We saw the Korean drug ship ちょうりょう (Chyorio) that got sunk by the Japanese and the Korean government said, "hey man that ship wasn't a drug ship." So the Japanese then recovered it and found all this proof that it was a drug ship. It's now on display. D'oh. Due to my silly battery, I won't be able to write again after I close this, but hey. I gotta eat. - - - - of note: Carla and Benny indicated that being the leader all the time is not all it's cracked up to be. (I can tell I'm sleepy). permalinkfarm grill 12:39am JST Sunday 28 December 2003 Ate at Farm Grill in Ginza, the restaurant DruDaddy and that guy and I ate at some months ago, maybe to celebrate our end of probation paychecks. Large buffet and all I can drink and good stuff like that. Lubo, あいこ, Grace, Kat, かおり, Dan, Orivia, Jen and I were there for two hours (time limited) of chowing. Rode on the train beside かおり who helped me study my vocab flash cards (need to buy some more; I lost my new set, but most of them were blank; I'm happy about that) which I was quite happy to do instead of sitting with the Went home to 綱島 with the group and they drank more at the izakiah they frequent near the station. Morag joined us after a while. M-dawg and I were wide eyed at each other as the drunken sillifolk repeatedly trying to photograph a little 1.5 inch tall David Beckham doll with an oversized head as he dove into a glass of ice water. "1" "2" "3" [splash] [click] "Aw, too late. Okay, one more time." Over and over and over. permalinkprev day next day |