I come all the way out here pull up my blog, click "post new" and I suddenly have nothing to say.

I`m getting the internet soon (internet company was unable to tell if one of my 9`s was a 9 (it was)) but, to be honest, I kind of like not being connected. I just went on facebook, got the jist of everyone`s halloween (Jimbo`s was the best), but I didn`t feel a longing for life in the states. You guys have your thing right now, and I have mine. Can`t we respect each other`s boundaries? I need space! Halfway across the world just isn`t enough.

A lot of people here are as big of a loner as I am. They keep talking about how they went for a walk and discovered this cool store with this awesome thing that they bought. I haven`t found a cool store (although I haven`t been to Akihabara yet) but I am the only one to find the river, and sit under a bridge and listen to the cars going by overhead. This made me realize that how much I enjoy cities has nothing to do with consumerism or even locations with a lot of people. I guess I feel pretty good about that, although I might need to rethink my "city person" persona.

I can get around here pretty easy now, aside from one or two mishaps. This lady at the grocery asked me if I wanted a straw, and I had no idea what she was talking about. Also, the guy at this internet cafe kept saying something about the price and I just had to eventually go "...hai."

Although, I did go to a movie store and ask the guy if they had Tetsuo the Iron Man. The guy checked in the computer, and literaly said, "it appears that its not there...," in that regretful tone of voice. I love the indirectness sometimes.

I met a guy from sweden who has lived in Japan for 6 years. His accent is perfect. He said that Japan has a lot of pros and cons, and one of the cons is that people won`t tell you what they really think. He thinks that over all, the pros outway the cons. The company that he worked for got shut down by the government beause it was a company that illegally cracked cell phones.

The Koreans in my class are the best people in the world. They are so friendly and full of love and good will that it breaks my heart to think that someday they will die.

So I guess no one wants anything, or, and all together more likely, everyone stopped reading this blog. Fine!

I miss weird stuff, like the smell of movie theaters and also spaghetti. I mean, I miss a lot of food.

I`m doing a homesaty next semester.

So, when I sent my pictures in for my student id, I was bald. Also, in my application, I indcated that I had studied Japanese as a child at the Midwest Buddhist Temple. These facts, along with my interest in "philosophical thinking," were connected together by someone who works in the office, and it made her think, "Oh, is this guy a Buddhist monk?" and she spent some time preparing for that kind of person. How dissapointing to meet the real me!

ha sen no kami
no you na gekko de
tau shimasu