Distractions and disruptions

This weak (get it?? intentional misspelling masquerading as a mental slip?) my Tokyo hiding keeps stretching out farther and farther. I was supposed to leave a few days ago but I just said screw it and stayed. The last few days I've been trading e-mails with you-know-who (okay maybe you don't know who) and hanging out with the relatives. The last two nights have been out of control - out with Shinji and his friends, all of whom somehow either decided to visit this week or just moved back to Japan from the states this month, and all of whom lived in LA at some point. Let's have a recap of the schedule - Friday night in Shibuya at this bar that is a terrace overlooking the city, drinking from 10-1, then off to nishiazabu to eat amazing kogashimiso ramen, and then good ol' Muse until 4 AM, at which point Allen and the British girl started talking philosophy. The three of us went to Wall Street to drink.. and I finally went home at 7 AM REALLY tired. I somehow woke up on the train just in time to not miss my stop. Then after much sleeping and eating, I went out again with the same crew, this time in Ebisu. Last night was tamer, but just as long - we were eating ramen in Ebisu at 4:30 AM. I met this girl named Kelsey who has been friends with Shinj since high school and whose dad also went to Dorsey High (like my mom) which was crazy.

So going out and getting crazy in Tokyo made me feel a lot better, and I met a bunch of Japanese-American kids from LA who live in Japan now, which was nice - you know, to spend time with people I have something in common with. I needed to get my mind off of things.

Now I need to get off my ass and go back to Sendai. Where I'm actually paying rent.