no, fugu you!

akayu eki. (today).

today is my designation for middle-ground. ive been here six months. im leaving in six months. the seasons are changing. and im happy at random times. i took a chance to reflect (lame!) over the last six months and im not going to say much here in detail (because im saving it for the zine). but, about 5 months of said 6 were really rough, lonely, isolating and cold. spring is saving me from consuming myself in misery.

i went for a study-sushi date with martin this evening. it was warm out, i was really enjoying the warm weather, and i actually wanted to study japanese, but for the first time ever, we chatted more than we studied. it was fun! the sushi bar we went to is the most famous one in nanyo (people that live in kaminoyama told me about it), and the servings are gi-normous and cheap. so, we went in, and asked for a table, and ended up on tatami, sitting, not particularly good for studying now is it? but it was really cool because not only did they have the conveyer that went around the sushi bar (where all the sushi chefs were women!), but one went around the inside wall where we were sitting. so we ate copious amounts of ねぎとろ negi toro, yummers, and tried some ふぐ　fugu. the deadly blowfish variety. and it had this bitter taste to it, and came with its own shouyu sauce for dipping. im not dead yet, and for 300yen, the chance of death comes really cheap. but ecoli ridden まぐろ maguro, tuna, is cheaper, at 200yen. ha ha. all in all, little studying was done, but it was an experience in using an intercom to contact the kitchen to get our sushi, trying ground beef sushi, and reading a menu that was ENTIRELY in japanese (sometimes they romanji). so, good practise.