What I have done is so amazing that I am physically incapable of believing it: I have cleaned my room. I can't even focus on writing this, because my eyes keep flicking to where the massive, teetering piles of crap should be. In fact, I'm pretty sure that this is not actually my room and that my memory of cleaning is just an extended udon-fueled delusion. The entire process took me a good hour and a half or so, and when you consider that my room is the size of a teacup, you will realize that I spent about a minute per molecule. Okay, smarty pants, I know that there are literally hundreds of molecules in a tea cup, but it is an Exaggeration for Humorous Effect, and thus a Socially Acceptable Lie.
I even vacuumed. My ovaries are about to explode.
I went to that elementary school again today to participate in an Exchange Student Festival they were having, and ended up getting to pet a bunny, which automatically made today The Best Day Ever.
The Americans and I went to a concert in town that had a bunch of bands from Shudo, including a couple with our friend Yaichi in them. There are two types of Japanese college bands, and it's always a crap shoot as to which will predominate in a given show: the mellow cover band and the non-stop screaming of something that might be a cover or might be two prehistoric monkeys fighting over property rights to a particularly tasty bit of dinosaur brain. This show was the latter; I wanted to die. The club was really small, basically just a glorified box, but the sound crew figured that they could compensate for the unimpressive venue by setting the speakers to Puree. After two songs that nearly made my ears bleed, I borrowed Owen's earplug-style headphones and chilled out for the rest of the concert with everything at least somewhat muted; the others felt it would be too rude to do likewise, so they will be deaf until next Tuesday. Even with the earplugs, though, the Shudo Rock Circle owes me a very great deal for the violence it perpetrated on my eardrums. I will take payment in Pocky.
- Gyaa! I'm give up
Naka-ku, Hiroshima
730-0803
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