February 19, 2001


Right now I'm feeling: Like exploding

Right now I'm listening to: Do As Infinity

Do As Infinity -- We Are     


(Sorry, folks! I gots to let it out sometimes, and this is just as good a time as any. The clothes not drying was the last straw!!)

What in the name of all that is good and holy is wrong with everyone here?

I can't get root beer. My friends and I just paid $27 for a single medium (here they call it "large") pizza, and I am STILL freezing under this kotatsu!!

The root beer thing. I understand. Most people here think it tastes like medicine, toothpaste, or some other hygine product. The pizza thing I couldn't believe. But let me tell you about this kotatsu concept because I believe it to be one of the silliest things I have ever seen in an attempt to stay warm. The kotatsu is a low-lying table with a large coil underneath the table-top. You are supposed to drape a blanket over the table and sit with your legs underneath. You'll be all nice and toasty right? Wrong!! If you have to use this contraption to stay warm, odds are your arms and torso aren't warm enough either. So, if you're doing anything else other than sticking your hands under the blanket, your fingers will freeze. And, if you want to stay warm at all, you can't move from the spot.

Yes, yes, yes, I am thankful I have it sometimes, but it would be a huge step forward for the Japanese if they would routinely install insulation in any apartment building or house they constructed. Yes, that's right, true believers. If you haven't heard it before, you're hearing it now. There's no insulation whatsoever in my walls. My walls are probably constructed out of a mix of concrete and asbestos. It's impossible to stay warm or cool in any building without the use of central air or heating, which is also not installed in housing.

I apologize to all the Japan-lovers out there. (I am also, usually a Japan-lover, but today go the better of me.) You see, I have just come from outside where my clothes have been attempting to dry for the past three days. Yes, that's right. My clothes have been outside for three days and are not dry yet.

Ok. I think that's it for the rant. My fingers are going numb from typing. I'm going back into my living room to watch videos and hide under my kotatsu.


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