It's Sunday, June 30, 1991.
I'm up at noon. I feel refreshed afterlast night's drinking. Has it really been a week without sex? I don't even haveto ask that question because I know it has been. I've been counting theminutes. I'm going a little batty from the lack of inactivity.
I do what I usually do when I'm antsy...I clean my apartment. I even venture out to the north balcony (my place has twobalconies - the other faces west) that faces the Nasu mountains and gingerlysweep all of the spiders from up off the roof.
I absolutely detest spiders... and thesebuggers are huge. Visit my old blog HERE to see what I'm talking about.
I hardly ever go out to the north balcony- and only use it to dry clothes but must always bring them in by sundown whenthe spiders descend from their sleeping perch. What's weird is that they don'tseem to make any webs. At least I don't see any in the morning... and with over60 of these big fat buggers, my place would look like the typical haunted housewithin minutes!
I move over to the western balcony andsit atop the railing - perched precariously on the edge three stories up - tocatch a few of the suns warming rays for 30 minutes.
Matthew comes over and we watch the movieTwins. When he goes home, I shower and get ready for our trip to Oyama-shi (City of Oyama) thisevening and the Canadian Embassy tomorrow and Canada's birthday party.
Matthew comes over again at 6:30PM and weleave for the train station - not by bus or taxi or bicycle, but rather by caras his girlfriend Takako drives us, picking us up at 6:55PM.
There's no train until 7:19PM, thoughwhich means we reach Oyama-shi at 8:50PM. It really is like clockwork in Japan. I believe back in September lastyear, one of the trains was late by three minutes - and that was due to a F5typhoon (hurricane) smashing the tracks. Three minutes. Japan Rail actuallyapologized for it in the newspaper the next day. Toronto could sure take alesson from Japan here.
Matthew and I go out for dinner at CoCo'suntil 9:30PM and then head over to MariAnn's place - she's a fellow AET(assistant English teacher) like us on the Japan Exchange & Teaching (JET)Programme. MariAnn is a cute Japanese-Canadian girl - I believe her name isHironaka... but she's all Canadian inside!
At her fairly large place - it's notquite as large as mine, but it is nicer, I think - we meet Gael Heald - another AET I have always found attractive.
The four of us go out karaoke singing (Ibelieve karaoke means drunken revelry with off-key crooning) until 12:30AM.
Matthew & I always have fun whereverwe go - which is why I think people like us. We bump and grind to the VillagePeople's Y.M.C.A. (my gosh, but those are gay lyrics!... I hear that everyonein that group was gay - except for the policeman!).
We all have a great time dancing and singing ourheads off.
Back at MariAnn's place we chat untilabout 2AM before crashing.
Oh... I'm pretty sure I saw Junko over atCoCo's today down in Oyama-shi. She was trying not to be seen - you know thatclassic scene where people quickly pick up a menu to hide themselves and not draw attention? Well, her men was upsidedown.
I knew she was there before I even sawher. I could smell her - it was totally feral. And her hair still smells likeapple blossoms.
Somewhere wondering if I should have saidhello,
PS: Junko is a woman I slept with for anentire week two weeks ago... it was fierce and exciting. We knew it was onlygoing to be a one week date, as she had to go back to university (I think itwas in Utsunomiya-shi, the capital city of Tochigi-ken). Junko stalked meonce... and I think she's doing it again... if she ever stopped. PPS: I chose to keep Junko my dirtylittle secret and refrained from telling Matthew or Gael or MariAnn what wasgoing on, because quite frankly, asidefrom not knowing what was going on myself, I wanted to see to what lengthsJunko would go through - especially now that I know she's behind me.
PPPS: I guess I know who's been callingme for the past week and being quiet on the other end when I answer the phone.Oh cripes! Is this going to end badly or am I going to have sex first and thenhave it end badly? Please let it be the latter.
