Late as per the Usual

Shut up I was watching a movie.

Anyways, I managed to get a lot done today without properly doing much aside from walking around and handing paper to people. Walked to the atm, walked to the travel counter to get bus tickets, walked to the main office to okay my loan forms, walked around town, walked to the post office, walked to get lunch, and then came home.

I got my very late birthday present from my friend (see: It's been waiting at the post office for at least a week and a half and I suck at picking things up). I actually was first sent to the wrong post office by my RA, and the woman there seemed panicky. I could understand half of her Japanese which is fine for telling me "we don't have your package, it is at the other post office" but she got nervous halfway through and tried to explain it in English for about three words, then sat there sounding things out and trying again. I eventually just butted in and said "Nihongo wa daijobu" because I felt bad watching her. She also told me to go to the Kitahama Post Office and then said something about the police station. She had been muttering "post station" to herself right before, so I think she got them confused because the buildings are on opposite sides of the town, and it would be silly to expect my package to be in a state of quantum flux between the post office and the police station.

Although I guess I wouldn't rule out Japan on anything.

Also I went to this Wal-Mart type place. Except it had absolutely no food and a crappy electronics section, but that crappy electronics section yielded a surprisingly affordable MP3 player that I need to swing back around to collect. Also I bought a pillow and a light bulb, which are two things I desperately needed probably.

My vacation plans have been moved forward to next month. In the meantime I'm bored, so I've taken it upon myself to make new plans until then. I'm leaving Sunday to go to Fukuoka for two days, most probably by myself unless my two friends change their minds. One friend doesn't want to go because he has no money, which is understandable. And I think the other one is afraid that travelling somewhere and then sharing a hotel room with another man will look gay.

Yes, I'm serious.

Anyways, with this way I don't have to get a hotel room, and I can just go out, stay out all night or go to an internet cafe, and then come home the next day, possibly sleeping on the bus or just CRASH when I get home.

Either way, it is something to do and I'm not sticking around doing nothing anymore.

Row row, fight the powa.