This is my umberella

Apparently it's the Japanese thing to do.

For some reason, everywhere you go in Japan there is an umbrella rack. At least from the places I've been. And this struck me as odd until I noticed everyone carrying them. Mostly women, but people have umbrellas on them ALL THE TIME. I guess to protect themselves from the raging inferno of the sun, those deadly hornets, smells imps, I dunno, Japan is full of horrible monstrosities.

But today it was downpouring, and, playing into my femininity, I bought an umbrella while wearing my man purse around. My yellow duffel bag.

Yeah, that's right.

I was the faggiest thing around for a good 20 minute walking period.

This was after going to two lectures about things that I already knew about the campus. I should've taken it as a sign that none of the other exchange students save a couple of the Chinese ones were there. Seriously, those Chinese students are going to take over the world.

Tomorrow if it's done raining I'm going to try going to town again. Hopefully it works this time.

If not, I'm going to try cooking. I stole a recipe from Robert Rodriguez(who is apparently a gigantic douche now. Boy am I out of the loop) on how to make breakfest burritos from scratch. Providing my campus has the necessary ingredients (fucking Japan) then I'll be able to get right on that. Chances are I'll have to go to the grocer or wait til Saturday for the veggie venders to come by. Oh well. We'll see how that goes.

Although I'm hoping going into Beppu comes first cause I wanna take photos of how bad a cook I am.

Also, one more thing: Fucking Japan