You know... when I start each of these stories, I do so with everyintention of keeping things short and to the point. But then I startremembering things and I enjoy reading between the lines so you don'thave to.
It's Friday June 21, 1991.
My girlfriend of the week, Junko, leaves my place for the last time at7:30AM. She came prepared and brought a change of clothes with her.
I am out of condoms... I think I went through a box and half with her this week.
Since I am giving every single woman I meet 'the eye', it seems prettyobvious to me that I'm going to have to get my hands on more condomspretty darn quickly, because there's no telling if Junko has actuallyleft to go to work, or if she's hiding outside my door to jump me.
(Un)fortunately, she's not waiting for me.
Before leaving I drop a load of laundry into the wash. I need cleanclothes that don't smell of Junko when I go to Utsunomiya and Tokyothis weekend with my ex-girlfriend Ashley. We still like each other, soin my mind it means I'm going to get laid eventually.
Today is an office day at the OBOE (Ohtawara Board of Education). Iwrite a letter to my friend Doug back in Toronto. Go home and vacuum my apartment andput cloths in the dryer at lunch.
I also visit Iseya grocery/department store get a bite to eat forlunch. While I was there, I saw two gorgeous women - Filipino maybe -who were giving me 'the eye'. They were anywhere between 20-23 yearsold, maybe 5'-2" with long black hair. Yum.
I wish I could tell you that I went over and gave them both my phone number, but I didn't. Chicken.
I headed back to the office to shape The Tatami Times newsletter I putout for JET (Japan Exchange & Teaching) Programme people here inTochigi-ken (Province of Tochigi). I also write a letter to Kristine -why? Because I really like her and there are some things I prefer towrite down rather than say in a phone call to someone 500 kilometresaway. It must have been important, but I have no idea what it was Iwrote to her about.
It looks like it's going to rain. At 6PM, I ride my bicycle to Ashley'splace in Nishinasuno-machi (Nishinasuno Town) and head out to the trainstation to ride down to the capital city of Utsunomiya.
The two of us have dinner together - separate cheques - and then meetup with Susan St. Cyr at whose place we'll be spending the night beforeheading down to Tokyo Disneyland the next morning. David, another JETteacher is the only other person going with us.
Nertz. I didn't want it to be the Ashley and Andrew date in Disneyland.I was hoping to come and go from her as I pleased and hit on a fewother women or talk with a few other guys.
I wonder how this will work out? I'm semi-anxious to find out.
My mood has already shifted in anticipation, with me about to walk into the lion'sden this evening. We are going to meet some of Ashley'sacquaintances: Chrissy, Sienna and Marion. They don't seem to like mewhich immediately makes it reciprocal.
Because of this, I'm not overly talkative to Ashley most of the evening.
Upon arrival in Utsunomiya, Ashley tries to call home on anInternational Pay Phone to wish her dad on his birthday, but it doesn'tseem to work.
We then look for a bar where we are all supposed to meet - find it,plus the three women who hate me and a Sienna look-a-like named Stacy.She's 17 and pretty, but there's something off-putting about her.
Surrounded by women I'm not sleeping with, I decide that I need to getdrunk. And quickly. I have four beers in a half hour, just finishingoff the last one when David and Susan walk into the bar.
We decide to go to Shakey's for pizza and I notice Dan Brudos leavingthe place. I call him back to join us knowing that these girls don'tlike him either. Maybe they just don't like guys. Or nerdy guys.
I'm totally wasted, as I have another couple of beers before we leave the pizza joint to find another bar.
Most of us wanted to dance - but not Sienna or Chrissy. Since they overrule everyone else, we went to a small hole in the wall where I beganto drink with an even greater ferocity.
Sometime soon, I became rude and obnoxious towards Chrissy whoattempted to impart some sage advice to me while she lurched off herbar stool.
I smoked about six of Dan's cigarette's - I don't smoke - spilled beer on a woman's hair and just acted grouchy.
This is the longest I've gone without sex this entire week - and I'm surrounded by women!
I did talk to some Japanese dudes who are architects - they were reallycool and fun, and moments before was heading straight into the toilet.
At 12:30AM, Ashley and I accompany Susan back to her little apartment.It's neat but small... about the size of Ashley's place, meaning it'sabout 25 percent of my apartment. Yes... the OBOE spoil me.
We pass out asleep. I wasn't really talking to Ashley. She did saysomething to me at the bar - and it really did piss me offbecause it was pretty insulting, I forget what it is. Screw her. She’snot my girlfriend.
Somewhere, desperation breeds tiny monsters,
Andrew Joseph
Today's blog title is by Black Sabbath: DROWNING.
It's Friday June 21, 1991.
My girlfriend of the week, Junko, leaves my place for the last time at7:30AM. She came prepared and brought a change of clothes with her.
I am out of condoms... I think I went through a box and half with her this week.
Since I am giving every single woman I meet 'the eye', it seems prettyobvious to me that I'm going to have to get my hands on more condomspretty darn quickly, because there's no telling if Junko has actuallyleft to go to work, or if she's hiding outside my door to jump me.
(Un)fortunately, she's not waiting for me.
Before leaving I drop a load of laundry into the wash. I need cleanclothes that don't smell of Junko when I go to Utsunomiya and Tokyothis weekend with my ex-girlfriend Ashley. We still like each other, soin my mind it means I'm going to get laid eventually.
Today is an office day at the OBOE (Ohtawara Board of Education). Iwrite a letter to my friend Doug back in Toronto. Go home and vacuum my apartment andput cloths in the dryer at lunch.
I also visit Iseya grocery/department store get a bite to eat forlunch. While I was there, I saw two gorgeous women - Filipino maybe -who were giving me 'the eye'. They were anywhere between 20-23 yearsold, maybe 5'-2" with long black hair. Yum.
I wish I could tell you that I went over and gave them both my phone number, but I didn't. Chicken.
I headed back to the office to shape The Tatami Times newsletter I putout for JET (Japan Exchange & Teaching) Programme people here inTochigi-ken (Province of Tochigi). I also write a letter to Kristine -why? Because I really like her and there are some things I prefer towrite down rather than say in a phone call to someone 500 kilometresaway. It must have been important, but I have no idea what it was Iwrote to her about.
It looks like it's going to rain. At 6PM, I ride my bicycle to Ashley'splace in Nishinasuno-machi (Nishinasuno Town) and head out to the trainstation to ride down to the capital city of Utsunomiya.
The two of us have dinner together - separate cheques - and then meetup with Susan St. Cyr at whose place we'll be spending the night beforeheading down to Tokyo Disneyland the next morning. David, another JETteacher is the only other person going with us.
Nertz. I didn't want it to be the Ashley and Andrew date in Disneyland.I was hoping to come and go from her as I pleased and hit on a fewother women or talk with a few other guys.
I wonder how this will work out? I'm semi-anxious to find out.
My mood has already shifted in anticipation, with me about to walk into the lion'sden this evening. We are going to meet some of Ashley'sacquaintances: Chrissy, Sienna and Marion. They don't seem to like mewhich immediately makes it reciprocal.
Because of this, I'm not overly talkative to Ashley most of the evening.
Upon arrival in Utsunomiya, Ashley tries to call home on anInternational Pay Phone to wish her dad on his birthday, but it doesn'tseem to work.
We then look for a bar where we are all supposed to meet - find it,plus the three women who hate me and a Sienna look-a-like named Stacy.She's 17 and pretty, but there's something off-putting about her.
Surrounded by women I'm not sleeping with, I decide that I need to getdrunk. And quickly. I have four beers in a half hour, just finishingoff the last one when David and Susan walk into the bar.
We decide to go to Shakey's for pizza and I notice Dan Brudos leavingthe place. I call him back to join us knowing that these girls don'tlike him either. Maybe they just don't like guys. Or nerdy guys.
I'm totally wasted, as I have another couple of beers before we leave the pizza joint to find another bar.
Most of us wanted to dance - but not Sienna or Chrissy. Since they overrule everyone else, we went to a small hole in the wall where I beganto drink with an even greater ferocity.
Sometime soon, I became rude and obnoxious towards Chrissy whoattempted to impart some sage advice to me while she lurched off herbar stool.
I smoked about six of Dan's cigarette's - I don't smoke - spilled beer on a woman's hair and just acted grouchy.
This is the longest I've gone without sex this entire week - and I'm surrounded by women!
I did talk to some Japanese dudes who are architects - they were reallycool and fun, and moments before was heading straight into the toilet.
At 12:30AM, Ashley and I accompany Susan back to her little apartment.It's neat but small... about the size of Ashley's place, meaning it'sabout 25 percent of my apartment. Yes... the OBOE spoil me.
We pass out asleep. I wasn't really talking to Ashley. She did saysomething to me at the bar - and it really did piss me offbecause it was pretty insulting, I forget what it is. Screw her. She’snot my girlfriend.
Somewhere, desperation breeds tiny monsters,
Andrew Joseph
Today's blog title is by Black Sabbath: DROWNING.
Here's the words: ENJOY LIFE because it's starting to fit my frame of mind.
PS: That "desperation breeds tiny monsters" quote is something I came upwith back when I was a teenager. It should be a more popular quote thanit is... which isn't popular at all. Sucks to be me. At least it doestoday.
PPS: Now that I'm with Ashley, I miss Junko. I wonder what she's doing?If she were here with me, it would have shut up all of these bitchywomen. Why did I tell her not to come? I wish she was here right now.
PS: That "desperation breeds tiny monsters" quote is something I came upwith back when I was a teenager. It should be a more popular quote thanit is... which isn't popular at all. Sucks to be me. At least it doestoday.
PPS: Now that I'm with Ashley, I miss Junko. I wonder what she's doing?If she were here with me, it would have shut up all of these bitchywomen. Why did I tell her not to come? I wish she was here right now.
