It's Friday, July 19, 1991. Ohtawara-shi, Tochigi-ken, Japan.
I spend the day watching television, drinking Coca-Cola and doing a puzzle. It's hot outside and I'm mentally exhausted. I think I've been going pretty much non-stop since I arrived here nearly one-year ago. Before that, I was going non-stop working for the Toronto Star newspaper and before that going to journalism school at Humber College while coaching the women's indoor soccer team and teaching eight people how to play the piano after classes.
Here in Japan it's work and experience of new and exciting things, coupled with the responsibility of a girlfriend and friends and social commitments and a couple of night school classes I teach on the side, that my office, the OBOE (Ohtawara Board of Education) turns a blind eye to. My day job is to teach four days a week at one of the seven junior high schools in the city of Ohtawara. And a Friday spent at the office.
Anyway, tonight is the night of a Nishinasuno Town Party. Matthew comes with his little sister, Krystina (she's maybe 19?) who has come over from the U.S. to stay for a couple of weeks. She's tall, funny and full of gorgeous red hair... and I hope like hell I have spelled her name correctly! Unlike myself, she's also quite brilliant!
(Uh-oh... Matthew has replied that I have indeed buggered up her name... it's spelled Krystyna. I knew there was a "Y" in there... I just forgot that there were two. Why? Mr. & Mrs. Hall? Why? Sorry Krystyna! Don't hurt me with that sexy brain of yours!)
At the party, I spend most of the evening dancing with Shoko Kofuji, the pretty young lady I really like. She's a student in one of the two adult night school classes I teach. She beautiful, about 5'7", slender and has black wavy hair, deep brown eyes, is smart, cheerful and is very, very shy. I don't mind her being shy, but she seems like a very good girl - all prim and proper, which is also nice, but I've been traveling a a different speed since arriving here. Fast and furious. Which is fine, since I had nothing for speed before arriving here as a 25-year-old. Nothing at all.
Anyhow, Shoko and I dance and dance and dance all evening to all the fast songs. Ashley is there and sees me with Shoko. Ashley is my ex-girlfriend, but is now my friend with benefits--hence, she is part of that fast and furious thing I just mentioned.
I have no idea what Ashley is thinking, but I bet her seeing me with the pretty young Shoko is making her very jealous, as it appears as though I have responded more than adequately from being dumped by her.
Shoko thinks Ashley and I have nothing to do with each other, and that's fine by me. I haven't told Matthew either, as his girlfriend Takako has been spending a considerable effort to get Shoko and I together... and to be honest, up until last weekend, I didn't think I would actually get any benefits from Ashley after we broke up.
When it's time for some slow dancing, I give Shoko THE look and grin at her as I'm about to put the moves on her... to press my body up against hers to show her how I feel about her. but then Mr. Tokunori Suzuki--the farmer who kind of runs the Ohtawara International Friendship Association and who is putting on this shindig, cuts in on me and steals Shoko away.
I'm completely shocked and don't know what to do, except let him. I know he's not doing it out of malice. Unless he's trying to protect her from me.
Mrs. Sugawara dances with me, and while she is nice and all, she's married and is not Shoko. Since it appears as though I'm not going to put any moves on Shoko - thank you Suzuki-san!--my thoughts turn to Ashley and our dirty, little secret.
Ashley isn't dancing, but as I spin around with Sugawara-san, I mouth to Ashley that I want her to come back to my apartment after the party.
After enough beer and food to give a heart attack to a bull elephant, I head home on my bicycle. Ashley is already inside my place. Hmmm, I'm unsure when I had another key made for het, but I obviously did... or she had an extra one still after breaking up with me previously. She had broken up with me claiming I was crowding her and she needed her space. No problem.... forgive me, but I incorrectly believed a couple did things together. I invited her out and to my place and to do things with me, and she always accepted. I had no idea wit was a burden until she broke up with me.
Regardless, we watch Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, picking up where we left off last weekend. We also eat some more substantial food--tacos, as the party food was just party food. That's thing about enkai (parties) in Japan. You never know what the food situation is going to be like. Booze yes, food, no. It's either a full on multi-course meal, or it's finger foods. Pretty much every party I've been to with the Friendship Association has been a major food fest, so the finger foods tonight were a bit of a surprise - but it didn't stop me from eating a whole lot to soak up the effects of the alcohol.
Ashley and I start kissing, which quickly leads to a 2-hour sex session. When we're done, we come out at 1AM and watch the conclusion of the movie.
We go back into the bedroom and go at it again. I guess someone missed the sex. It wasn't just me, either... but remember, I was getting all I could handle and then some with my favourite sexual stalker Junko. I'm pretty sure if I had told Junko to, she would have joined Ashley and myself. I'm pretty sure Ashley wouldn't have let that happen, however. Or maybe I'm wrong about that. Oh well, I guess I'll never know.
Ashley again lets me in without a condom as long as I finish up outside. I guess she has faith in my control. I suppose both of us are ignorant of the fact that it only takes a small drop of semen to make one pregnant. I'm not arguing though.
We sleep together. Actually spending the night--just like old times. It's peaceful, and I'm content. If I snore--which I am told by every person I have NOT slept with--I sound like a jet plane with asthma. Maybe I'm more relaxed and breath easier after sex, or I just tire them out enough to not care about my snoring.
Somewhere breathing easier,
Andrew Joseph
Today's blog title is by ABC: THAT'STHELOOK
I spend the day watching television, drinking Coca-Cola and doing a puzzle. It's hot outside and I'm mentally exhausted. I think I've been going pretty much non-stop since I arrived here nearly one-year ago. Before that, I was going non-stop working for the Toronto Star newspaper and before that going to journalism school at Humber College while coaching the women's indoor soccer team and teaching eight people how to play the piano after classes.
Here in Japan it's work and experience of new and exciting things, coupled with the responsibility of a girlfriend and friends and social commitments and a couple of night school classes I teach on the side, that my office, the OBOE (Ohtawara Board of Education) turns a blind eye to. My day job is to teach four days a week at one of the seven junior high schools in the city of Ohtawara. And a Friday spent at the office.
Anyway, tonight is the night of a Nishinasuno Town Party. Matthew comes with his little sister, Krystina (she's maybe 19?) who has come over from the U.S. to stay for a couple of weeks. She's tall, funny and full of gorgeous red hair... and I hope like hell I have spelled her name correctly! Unlike myself, she's also quite brilliant!
(Uh-oh... Matthew has replied that I have indeed buggered up her name... it's spelled Krystyna. I knew there was a "Y" in there... I just forgot that there were two. Why? Mr. & Mrs. Hall? Why? Sorry Krystyna! Don't hurt me with that sexy brain of yours!)
At the party, I spend most of the evening dancing with Shoko Kofuji, the pretty young lady I really like. She's a student in one of the two adult night school classes I teach. She beautiful, about 5'7", slender and has black wavy hair, deep brown eyes, is smart, cheerful and is very, very shy. I don't mind her being shy, but she seems like a very good girl - all prim and proper, which is also nice, but I've been traveling a a different speed since arriving here. Fast and furious. Which is fine, since I had nothing for speed before arriving here as a 25-year-old. Nothing at all.
Anyhow, Shoko and I dance and dance and dance all evening to all the fast songs. Ashley is there and sees me with Shoko. Ashley is my ex-girlfriend, but is now my friend with benefits--hence, she is part of that fast and furious thing I just mentioned.
I have no idea what Ashley is thinking, but I bet her seeing me with the pretty young Shoko is making her very jealous, as it appears as though I have responded more than adequately from being dumped by her.
Shoko thinks Ashley and I have nothing to do with each other, and that's fine by me. I haven't told Matthew either, as his girlfriend Takako has been spending a considerable effort to get Shoko and I together... and to be honest, up until last weekend, I didn't think I would actually get any benefits from Ashley after we broke up.
When it's time for some slow dancing, I give Shoko THE look and grin at her as I'm about to put the moves on her... to press my body up against hers to show her how I feel about her. but then Mr. Tokunori Suzuki--the farmer who kind of runs the Ohtawara International Friendship Association and who is putting on this shindig, cuts in on me and steals Shoko away.
I'm completely shocked and don't know what to do, except let him. I know he's not doing it out of malice. Unless he's trying to protect her from me.
Mrs. Sugawara dances with me, and while she is nice and all, she's married and is not Shoko. Since it appears as though I'm not going to put any moves on Shoko - thank you Suzuki-san!--my thoughts turn to Ashley and our dirty, little secret.
Ashley isn't dancing, but as I spin around with Sugawara-san, I mouth to Ashley that I want her to come back to my apartment after the party.
After enough beer and food to give a heart attack to a bull elephant, I head home on my bicycle. Ashley is already inside my place. Hmmm, I'm unsure when I had another key made for het, but I obviously did... or she had an extra one still after breaking up with me previously. She had broken up with me claiming I was crowding her and she needed her space. No problem.... forgive me, but I incorrectly believed a couple did things together. I invited her out and to my place and to do things with me, and she always accepted. I had no idea wit was a burden until she broke up with me.
Regardless, we watch Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, picking up where we left off last weekend. We also eat some more substantial food--tacos, as the party food was just party food. That's thing about enkai (parties) in Japan. You never know what the food situation is going to be like. Booze yes, food, no. It's either a full on multi-course meal, or it's finger foods. Pretty much every party I've been to with the Friendship Association has been a major food fest, so the finger foods tonight were a bit of a surprise - but it didn't stop me from eating a whole lot to soak up the effects of the alcohol.
Ashley and I start kissing, which quickly leads to a 2-hour sex session. When we're done, we come out at 1AM and watch the conclusion of the movie.
We go back into the bedroom and go at it again. I guess someone missed the sex. It wasn't just me, either... but remember, I was getting all I could handle and then some with my favourite sexual stalker Junko. I'm pretty sure if I had told Junko to, she would have joined Ashley and myself. I'm pretty sure Ashley wouldn't have let that happen, however. Or maybe I'm wrong about that. Oh well, I guess I'll never know.
Ashley again lets me in without a condom as long as I finish up outside. I guess she has faith in my control. I suppose both of us are ignorant of the fact that it only takes a small drop of semen to make one pregnant. I'm not arguing though.
We sleep together. Actually spending the night--just like old times. It's peaceful, and I'm content. If I snore--which I am told by every person I have NOT slept with--I sound like a jet plane with asthma. Maybe I'm more relaxed and breath easier after sex, or I just tire them out enough to not care about my snoring.
Somewhere breathing easier,
Andrew Joseph
Today's blog title is by ABC: THAT'STHELOOK
