Happy.. New Year?

Kicked off the day by waking up late and arranging to have Charlie Choi (Hong Kongian from work) drive Aya and me to Mitsuwa in the suburbs so we could buy some shit to make nihon-ryouri for oshougatsu. We ended up buying stuff to make miso and kare-, which culminated in her complaining about how expensive it all is. I got pissed at her again while at the super market for complaining and we made up while eating ramen. I also bought Richard Hall volume 4 and this UA album (Breathe) i have been comtemplating buying since this one cool day I spent in Kunitachi waiting for Rie back like 9 months ago.

Speaking of Kunitachi, I had an odd phone reunion tonight with someone from the past who still lives in Kunitachi - Mariko. If you're reading this Mariko, congrats. You're in the blog now. I found her phone number in the directory at last and thought, eh, i'll give it a shot. Maybe she's home for new years. Maybe she's still alive, for that matter. And it worked. She still is alive. And while I realize she thinks I'm a weird fuck for calling out of the blue roughly two years after we last talked, I don't care. It was good talking. And right before I sat down to watch Lost In Translation with Aya no less! if more random events could possibly transpire to start off 2006, I don't know what they would be. I also don't know if its all a good thing or bad thing. Oh well.

In any case, I'm not crossing my fingers for an email or anything.

Happy New Year. I just realized that this is going to turn into the year of the Dog after Chinese New Year comes - that would be my year, and uh, everyone else born in 82.