Sunday, June 9th, 1991.
I'm in Tokyo sleeping in a dorm, on the floor. I had too much to drink last night, made out with a woman I may not have given a second look to usually, and was pretty much depressed - despite having a decent time.
The really good thing is that I got some sleep - waking up at around 10:30AM. Or was it an alcoholic stupor? Whatever... I feel refreshed and almost drink my contact lenses that are sitting in a pair o paper coffee cups. I had my lips to the cup when I remembered!
I don't know about you, but I have really bad eyes. If they get any worse, I'll get a dog and a white cane, so being without a lens would be a very bad thing.
Tim, Mona, her girlfriends and I (including Marie - with whom we did terribly nice but dirty things to each other - just no happy ending for me!) go to Denny's for breakfast/lunch. Yes... they have Denny's in Japan (デニーズ). God help us all, but there are about 578 Denny's restaurants in Japan.
Despite being molested by Marie, I call Ashley from a pay phone and ask her to come to dinner at my place later this evening. I really need to talk... okay, see her.
Long story short, I get home to Ohtawara-shi (Ohtawara City), Tochigi-ken (Tochigi Prefecture). It was a Shinkansen (bullet train) ride, a regular JR (Japan Rail) train ride and then a quick 25 minute bicycle ride. I really have to pee.
I have no idea what I make for dinner - it's not important.
Ashley arrives and we watch the movie Disorganized Crime. We eat. She's ready to go home when the move ends at 9PM.
By herself.
I have always ridden home to her place in Nishinasuno-machi (Nishinasuno Town). Of course, we were seeing each other then. Now... we've been broken up for 8 days by my calculations - 6 by hers - as apparently it ain't over until the woman says it is.
So... she doesn't want me to ride with her home. It was a safety thing. Or me just being gallant.
So she leaves.
I call her back to talk.
I wanted to find out 'why'.
Why did she break-up with me? I'm the type of person who learns from his mistakes, so I don't make them again. If I actually made any mistakes.
Ashley tells me that I was crowding her. She likes being alone, while I do not.
So... the closer I tried to get to her, the more she tried to to pull away.
And the more she tried to pull away, the closer I tried to get to her.
It was a vicious circle.
It's not you Andrew. It's me.
She didn't say that, but it sure feels that way.
How can I even be friends with someone who wants to be alone?
We talk a bit more, but everything I hear is how she wants to be alone. It almost drives me crazy...
She tells me I'm going to go crazy from the guilt one day.
(Hah! in 2011... I'm getting there!)
Ashley leaves at 10:30PM.
I go to bed. But I'm numb. I feel nothing as I drift into the nothingness of a paranoid sleep.
Somewhere wondering what I could have done differently,
Andrew Joseph
Today's tale is sung by the Blizzard of Oz, Ozzy Osbourne: HA-HA-HA-HA!
I'm in Tokyo sleeping in a dorm, on the floor. I had too much to drink last night, made out with a woman I may not have given a second look to usually, and was pretty much depressed - despite having a decent time.
The really good thing is that I got some sleep - waking up at around 10:30AM. Or was it an alcoholic stupor? Whatever... I feel refreshed and almost drink my contact lenses that are sitting in a pair o paper coffee cups. I had my lips to the cup when I remembered!
I don't know about you, but I have really bad eyes. If they get any worse, I'll get a dog and a white cane, so being without a lens would be a very bad thing.
Tim, Mona, her girlfriends and I (including Marie - with whom we did terribly nice but dirty things to each other - just no happy ending for me!) go to Denny's for breakfast/lunch. Yes... they have Denny's in Japan (デニーズ). God help us all, but there are about 578 Denny's restaurants in Japan.
Despite being molested by Marie, I call Ashley from a pay phone and ask her to come to dinner at my place later this evening. I really need to talk... okay, see her.
Long story short, I get home to Ohtawara-shi (Ohtawara City), Tochigi-ken (Tochigi Prefecture). It was a Shinkansen (bullet train) ride, a regular JR (Japan Rail) train ride and then a quick 25 minute bicycle ride. I really have to pee.
I have no idea what I make for dinner - it's not important.
Ashley arrives and we watch the movie Disorganized Crime. We eat. She's ready to go home when the move ends at 9PM.
By herself.
I have always ridden home to her place in Nishinasuno-machi (Nishinasuno Town). Of course, we were seeing each other then. Now... we've been broken up for 8 days by my calculations - 6 by hers - as apparently it ain't over until the woman says it is.
So... she doesn't want me to ride with her home. It was a safety thing. Or me just being gallant.
So she leaves.
I call her back to talk.
I wanted to find out 'why'.
Why did she break-up with me? I'm the type of person who learns from his mistakes, so I don't make them again. If I actually made any mistakes.
Ashley tells me that I was crowding her. She likes being alone, while I do not.
So... the closer I tried to get to her, the more she tried to to pull away.
And the more she tried to pull away, the closer I tried to get to her.
It was a vicious circle.
It's not you Andrew. It's me.
She didn't say that, but it sure feels that way.
How can I even be friends with someone who wants to be alone?
We talk a bit more, but everything I hear is how she wants to be alone. It almost drives me crazy...
She tells me I'm going to go crazy from the guilt one day.
(Hah! in 2011... I'm getting there!)
Ashley leaves at 10:30PM.
I go to bed. But I'm numb. I feel nothing as I drift into the nothingness of a paranoid sleep.
Somewhere wondering what I could have done differently,
Andrew Joseph
Today's tale is sung by the Blizzard of Oz, Ozzy Osbourne: HA-HA-HA-HA!
