Current Events

1. I saw a cockroach FLY across the supply room at school yesterday and land with a little *thwap* on the side of the copy machine. But I was really cool about it, I just stared at it for a minute and then kept cutting paper. I am the picture of cool.

2. I was not the picture of cool on Thursday when I dropped my act during a private lesson and told the guy where to go. Sorry guy, I just don't need the cash bad enough to sit there smiling patiently while some dull businessman talks to me like I'm an idiot. I guess now I know once and for all that I would never have been a good hostess.

3. I am being followed by vomit. Yesterday there was puke on the floor on the Chuo train. Then when I got off the train I almost stepped in puke on the station platform. Then I was walking up the stairs to the Saikyo platform and a girl walking up the stairs in front of me stopped, slumped over, and puked. That's three pukes within 15 minutes. I went to bed that night (novel!) and before I fell asleep, I heard someone puking on the street outside. Four pukes. Four pukes in a day.

I could have been born a cockroach, too

My aversion to cockroaches is a little severe. Last night was traumatic. The thought of another close encounter with a cockroach almost makes me cry, but I'm sure it can't be avoided if I'm going to live in Tokyo. So, I decided that it is time to get serious and make peace with cockroaches. I'm not sure Ayabean is going to be very happy about this when she gets home but I hope to help her understand that making friends with Gregor is simply the only reasonable thing to do.

Besides I really don't have a choice because if I let him go outside I'll just think about him finding his way back in. So after a brief homestay I hope we'll be on good enough terms that I can take him to a nice pile of trash away from my building and set him free on a civil note. So far I just shudder and flail my fists a little bit every time I look at the jar, but I am trying very hard to overcome my prejudices.

OK TIME OUT WE NEED TO TALK

Tokyo, I know that all lovers must, at some point, exit the honeymoon period and really come to terms with each other, flaws and all. I know. I understand that after almost two months of bliss you may have felt it was time to test my sincerity by showing me something ugly about yourself. And you know what, Tokyo, I'm up for it. Because I do love you. And I believe there's nothing you can show me that will change that.


BUT WHOA SERIOUSLY? DID IT HAVE TO CRAWL UP MY FUCKING NECK? WHILE I WAS LYING IN BED? WAS THAT REALLY NECESSARY, TOKYO? REALLY? I MEAN REALLY?