Twelve. Clubs to the Head

Regarding AI8 Results: 

FUCK.

Eleven. Encompassed Continents

Sabna just reminded me that the results for AI8 is out. The suspense is KILLING ME. What to do, what to do! I want to know but it might spoil the show later. 

And just how creepy and appropriate that Queen's SAVE ME starts playing right after Sabna ciaoed back to her table. 

Ten. Commandments

With the madness that was Pre-Japan preparation and the settling down Post-Japan, this little work-blog of mine is in a sad state. 

Not that anyone reads this but Exquisite Squid was a good diversion for the damned-slow days at work. In a job like this, it's better to Have Work than None At All. It's tricky business slacking off on the Internet so time goes by at an agonisingly slow pace without real work to do. (No matter how mind-numbing it may be.)

It's real quiet today at work. Sha's not here since she's resting her dislocated shoulder at home, as she should with 4 days of MC, and Nessa left for S.Korea this morning at 12.15am. 

I don't particularly mind the quiet. It's preferable to never-ending chatter or tedious conversation. I get some think-time for a change and can spend hours just plugged into my Zen, type-type-typing away.

Although, just coming into the office and looking at the clock, I can imagine she's already touched down and roaming the land of her dreams already. 

Makes me wistful for the Homeland again as I remember Our Touchdown at Narita. The little thrill I felt almost all the time just...Being There at long last. And also, a measure of Relief and Security. I felt so comfortable in Japan, like it wasn't just a distant goal or a long journey, but my Here and Now. 

Satisfaction, yes, there was a lot of that. And enthralled. I was enthralled by everything. The people, the food, the ways, the trains, the places, the weather and just about everything else. 

I find that I don't just miss a few aspects but well, all of it. The food I can get here perhaps, it's just a matter of money, the people I could hunt down but Tokyo as a three dimensional place and experience cannot be gotten anywhere but Tokyo. 

I miss wandering the streets at 3 in the morning to drift aimless from aisle to bizarre aisle in Donki, looking at anything from hairdryers and false eyelashes to cupboards and Westwood Jewellery. I miss being able to get a hot beef bowl at any hour of the day. I miss the friendliness and civilty of the people. I miss the music of the language and beauty of their culture. 

I miss how everything can be so new and strange and wonderful and yet feel perfectly, marvelously like Home.

Before I had only dreamed of living there, now I Believe in it.