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Entries this day: Dream_ultimate Fred's_present Jen's_club_night daniel_and_Rick Dream ultimate 7:51am JST Sunday 21 November 2004 In a big field with a fence around it. Sean, Bill, some other guy, and I were throwing discs, practicing before a game of ultimate. Sean was his normal excellent catching and throwing self; Bill was his normal throwing and catching self; I was doing relatively well considering I haven't played in well over a year. Bill threw a long toss that went past the fence, and I was going to climb the fence and get it, but ultimately chose not to. The field effectively only had a fence on one side; the field sloped up a gentle hill and I couldn't see any other fences. There were two trees widely spaced, and not close enough to cause concern for collisions. permalinkFred's present 8:05am JST Sunday 21 November 2004 Recently Fred bought me a present, and said he would send it when I figured out what it is. We've been playing 20 Questions. With a few hints, given by Fred given that I wasn't getting very close to getting the answer, I've gotten down to 2 questions remaining, and the following concept in my head: It's a liquid product designed to be sprayed. It weighs between 2 grams and .5 pounds. permalinkJen's club night 8:32am JST Sunday 21 November 2004 I'm on the train now going to OM, and Jen called me, saying she'll meet me on the train. I was at Tsunashima, which conceivably is where she was, but she didn't get on there. Now I'm at Kikuna, the other conceivable place that she could get on, but she's not here either. Hmm. permalinkdaniel and Rick 11:03am JST Monday 22 November 2004 After work, grocery shopping, falling asleep, I received a phone call from Daniel. Their plane had been delayed 2 hours. He wasn't up for meeting me at Hachiko "after all [they] had been through," getting from Narita to their hotel. And I didn't feel like waking up, *but*, I realized I would definitely wish I had gone out there if I didn't, so I did. And, had big fun. Got to see a band playing near Shinjuku HALC building; they were two harmonizing female vocalists, a dude on guitar, and a lot of backup synth. Gelado was their name, I think. They were playing near the courtesy shuttle bus stop, and I took the courtesy bus to their hotel from their when it arrived. I wonder how far one could get by riding courtesy busses around the city!! HI Rick nice to meet you, big hug to Daniel, great to see you. It was a bit thinking about raining, so we took a taxi from their hotel to Hachiko, but I recognized part of SHibuya before we arrived so to save taxi fare, I was like, "this is cool" BUT, we ended up at a pretty expensive restaurant that served presentation more than food. Ah well. I still got enough to eat; Rick wasn't down with thin slices of raw beef with mayonnaise drizzled across. Walked to Shibuya's Times Square and I showed them Hachiko. There was a band playing. They were wailing guitars and a vocalist and synth drums, and a lot more popular with the crowd (may have also been the time/location) but less popular with us; Daniel headed across the street to some place I had never been, but it turns out I had just never been up that escalator; I had been up where the escalator finished, which was the Inokashira line in Shibuya station. They were pretty beat after such a long flight and jet lagged, so we headed back to the hotel via Yamanote and much cheaper taxi. Hung out with Daniel and talked to him about his art (cool big photos printed on canvas!!???!!) and then I headed home, arriving on nearly the last train. permalinkprev day next day |