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Sunday, September 29, 2002
Has this ever happened to you? Imagine sleeping peacefully... Wait! Let`s change that to sleeping blissfully, when a noise sounding like an indecent affair between a harley davidson and a monster truck erupts and sodomizes the tranquil ambiance that you were basking in! Well, that happened to me last night, and the night before that, and the night before that. You see, ever since I`ve moved into my dad`s friend`s apartment, I really haven`t been able to sleep because of these annoying exhausts on vehicles that haunt me during the nights.
For some reason, young Japanese men like to make their exhausts sound masculine. Make your ride scream loud and proud because that`s what it`s all about. Now, some of you might know people like this in the States, transforming their small ponies into ostentatious replicas of merry-go-round horses..... But at least in the States, the exhausts are deep and a little muffled. Over on this side of the world, however, muffler to a typical Japanese guy means as much as a big screen plasma television does to a blind man. So the end result is that I`m constantly woken up by these vehicles. And some of you might be doubting my usage of the word `constant`... To put all doubts aside, the last cursed rumbling I heard was at 5:45 a.m. and the frequency of the vehicles that produce this noise is one out of every four. So go put on your contacts and try to picture that scenario! It is times like this I wish I owned a semi automatic rifle with a night scope. Unfortunately, owning guns without a license is illegal, as would be shooting owners of cars and motorcycles with loud exhausts... Guess we`ll have to see how many wrinkles and bags a man can get around his eyes in one month. Oh, and say hi to the Sand Man for me because I won`t be meeting him anytime soon.
Saturday, September 28, 2002
Today I checked my email and I got an email from this one punk buyer from Ebay who finally decided to write me. Blowtis, I mean Curtis, won my auction on August 16th... This guy just does not know the meaning of prompt. He was late to reply to his emails and worse of all, I wasn`t even sure he was going to pay for the item he won. But finally he emailed me with this:
*** It's now been over a month since you received my check for the breakdancing videos. Please send them immediately. If you need to reach me, email me at
curtism***@hotmail.com ***
Oh HeeeeeeeeelllllllllllllllllLLLLLZ No! Please send them immediately? ParTnah, you must be on crack! Here is what I responded:
*** It has not been over a month since I received your check. I left for Japan two weeks ago and your check was nowhere to be found at that time. Three days ago my ex-roommate in San Diego told me that I received a check from you. So yes, I did finally receive a check from you, but that was after how many weeks of the auction close date? And what did I say in my instructions for the auction? It said payment must be received within 5 days of auction close date. 5 DAYS!!!
Then you tell me on September 3 that you will send out the check because you forgot to include the house number on the address so the check was returned to you. I decided to give you the benefit of the doubt and thought that two weeks was plenty of time to receive a check, send out the videos, and thus complete this transaction. How wrong was I to assume that. I did not receive the check within that time period and I had to leave for Japan. Why do you think I specified the instructions on my auction page? To pass time and hope potential buyers would merely note the directions but not really follow them? I will be sending you your videos but it will be up to my parents to do it. After I didn`t receive the check, I took the package to my parent`s Los Angeles residence and left it there in case you did happen to send the check. Honestly, I don`t even know why I still felt obliged to accomodate you after your blatant disregard for specific instructions, not to mention your propensity to be tardy with everything including your email replies.
My parents just left Japan two days ago and I already sent them an email telling them to send out the package. So you have to wait Curtis. Seriously, I don`t see how you get off telling me to send these tapes immediately when you did not send payment in such a fashion. I have dealt with negligent buyers in the past who made up excuses for not wanting to pay, but as for buyers who end up paying in your timely fashion... this is a first. So wait a week. You made me wait well more than that.*** Stupid little $#%&'"#!!"#"!*
Thursday, September 26, 2002
Awwwwwww.... Finally I can relax. After a week and a half of intensive apartment hunting in Japan (not the greatest place to be if you`re in the market for a place to stay and you`re a forienger or student) my parents and I finally found a place for me to rent. Of course, just as there are stubborn wrinkles that don`t go away on your dress shirts, there was a little problem with this place. It wouldn`t be available until the end of next month! Well, as my dad would crudely say: Sorewa jinseidesune which roughly translates into: That`s how life is. Agreed (bitterly), but now the problem was finding a place to stay for approximately a month.... Now don`t get me wrong, even though I love my huge hotel room ( so large that if you are standing and happened to sneeze, the germs would ricochet and hit you back in the face at the angle of reflection corresponding to the angle of incidence ) I had to bid farewell to that location. If worse came to worse, I could have stayed with my friend who lives about an hour and fifteen minutes away from school, but luckily, my father`s friend agreed to house me for the remaining period of time. Today is the day I`m supposed to move in and I`m just waiting until the short hand hits five so that I can move my luggage.
I went to Japan previously this year for about four months and also made a website, but that primarily consisted of pictures and visuals. No text at all, other than the captions describing the pictures. Well, that was pretty much because I fucked around too much and didn`t take my shit seriously. Now don`t get me wrong... I got good, or shall I say great grades, but I fooled around waaaaaaaaay too much when I should have used my time more wisely. Drinking and clubbing causes time to fly like a pigeon on yabbah. Ya`ll know what I mean - Lapses in memory, recuperating time the day after...yadayadaya...In any case, this journal will reflect the new attitude and direction of my life in Japan .... A life filled with diligence and focused goals. Okay, we`ll see what happens. My parents actually just left today, so..... >=D. Till the next time baby.
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