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Happy dry pants dance

11:37am JST Sunday 28 December 2003

Last time I washed my jeans and wanted to wear them the next day, they were FAR too wet to wear so I had to wear something else. Last night I washed my jeans and left them in front of the heater vent. They are dry.

Happy dry pants dance!!

Nami

7:54pm JST Sunday 28 December 2003

Met なみ today in Shibuya. Haven't seen her since her tap performance. We went to kaitein sushi (much to her surprise that I liked it) and had 8 plates each. (2 sushi pieces per plate, except for the two cheap plates which had 1)

Went to a tarp flea market near NHK where I didn't buy for janette a cute ring holder couch thing because she sells bigger antique things than rings I think. She was at a movie when I called and when she called back, she assured me she would like the couches, but I was like "too late, g." I wondered how much of my convo Nami could understand. I did find out that the fleas will be back there on the two Sundays that janette will be in town. Maybe we can buy some couches then.

Sat on a log in the same park that janette and I sat near the fountain that day and I gave Nami some fudge (super special thanks to janette for the fudge!) and a sugar cookie shaped like an ornament with my name on it. Eeeeee!! I'm famous!

I ate all the other cookies except the one labeled DAN. Lucky man, that Dan. He was really happy to get it, "she's premium!"

Yes. yes indeed.

- - - -

Nami had to work at 4pm, so we didn't hang out all day. I fell asleep on the train home, fucked around online and slept some at home and now I'm going to Carla's house to watch a movie and hopefully have a chance to really talk real talk with Carla. I hope no one else is there. Not that I want to kiss her (I don't, much), but I do want her to myself for talking purposes.

I was wearing my mouthguard for bed when Carla and I started our email volley; I forwarded to her an email address from a French cat named Olivier who is looking to talk to French teachers in Nova to see what the environment is like for them. Then she's like, "what are you doing?" and I'm like "nothing what are you doing?" and now we're going to watch a movie.

Oh, the point is that I'm still wearing my mouthguard as I'm on the train to her house; I forgot to take it out. I guess I can stay over.

(on the couch!)

carla

1:19am JST Monday 29 December 2003

I'm on the couch at Carla's (and whaddya know it looks like I've got an internet signal) after watching _The Piano_ and then tallllking talking talking about life the universe and what we're doing in it.

"What's money?" (just plan and do whatever you want to do; don't worry about the money)

"Savor the moment" (I am right here in Japan IN JAPAN and I have Carla (whose brain I love) all to myself and I choose to savor this moment)

"Just say HI" (force yourself to say HI to the new people who come to work until it comes naturally)

I asked Carla specifically what her issues are. It was good to hear that she has some.

- - - -

This is the night Dan didn't take his key and locked himself out and came here to borrow my key.

Also the night that we saw 6 cop cars, 7 cop motorcycles, (a baker's dozen cops,) a crowd of people on the street down from Carla's apartment. We couldn't tell what was quite so interesting.

Also the night that we saw some guys carrying flashlights and hitting sticks together in some kind of nighttime (end of year?) flashlight carrying stick hitting ceremony.

I specifically asked Carla for a hug as we said good night. "You're a good person," she told me. thank you for telling me "you are, too."

- - - -

As the movie ended, it was 11:30 and trains were still running so I could go home. But I wanted to stay at Carla's tonight. So I could talk with her. But part of my brain was caught up in the naughtiness of wanting to stay at Carla's that I couldn't think of anything to talk about with her. Finally I overcame it and we talked about all the good stuff mentioned above.

- - - -

I believe there is a balance between falling in love with my life as it is, and seeking things in my life to help me fall in love with my life. I want to fall in love with life with someone (partner) to share it with. And I want to do my own thing on my own schedule.

I was willing to spend the money to come watch a movie with Carla, but I wouldn't have spent the money on a movie for myself. There's a lesson underneath that as well. I was willing to go to Hawaii with janette, but less willing to spend the money to go to ____ (Egypt, Viet Nam, Singapore) alone.

There's a balance between not going into debt to do the things I want, and not doing the things I want until I can "afford" to do them.

I don't often want to be not the last person to leave the party because I don't want to miss anything, and I don't want to let anyone down. I had to consciously realize that it was okay for me to leave Houston; I didn't need to ask for permission. I seem to want permission to take care of myself.

frazz at comics.com

1:45am JST Monday 29 December 2003

HAHAAHAHAHAAHAA

These are from comics.com.

--- Rob Nugen  wrote:



I love what Caulfield is wearing!  Ice skates on a chair!  I've tried
to wear inline skates and drive a car (kinda easy), ride a bicycle
(pretty easy), ride a unicycle (not as easy) and ride a skateboard
(basically impossible).  But I've never tried to slide down a hill on
chair in a big bowl while wearing ice skates.

Thank you for the word convalescence.




HAHA!  may I make a copy of this for my website?  It will soon be
buried in my journal and I'll link to comics.com/frazz Many people
ride bikes and talk on phones here in Japan; we teachers complain
about it a lot.  (and do it ourselves on occassion)

I hope your holidays rule.

- Rob!

Jef Mallett is the cartoonist and is cool because he's bigtime (in my estimation) *and* he responds to my emails.

From:   Jef Mallett
Subject: Re: nice
Date: December 28, 2003 11:51:37 PM JST
To:   Rob Nugen

Thanks! The sledding outfit is something from my past,
no doubt. Where do all the adults come from, anyway?
And, given things like driving with cell phones, where
do all the old adults come from? It's amazing any of
us live to see another day!

Jef

By all means, link that web site to Frazz. Thanks!