I'm not in a good mood. It's Friday, August 2, 1991 and I have my good friend John visiting me from Toronto here in Ohtawara-shi, Tochigi-ken, Japan.
I don't know how much of it is his demanding attitude or me seeing everything as a demanding attitude. Also, it's been almost two weeks since I've had sex. Ashley, my friend with benefits and ex-girlfriend is in the U.S. for a short break. Karen, a woman I met a few days ago is a newcomer to Japan from North Bay, Ontario and needs time to settle in... I can't really talk to her with John around... and I have to be the host to him... something I'm not very good at.
It may seem strange to you readers considering I seem to be such a slut.. I mean, people person... but I am a loner. I think. I like the company of people. I enjoy talking to them... but I also like my alone time. I haven't had any of that in seven days. Also, I think the the lack of sex is bothering me. I know I said it twice, but it really is bothering me. I can't even take matters into my own hands, if you know what I mean, as I have someone around me all the time.
It's raining today. That means we are limited as to what we can do... besides... Ohtawara may be a very pretty place--and one where I could easily see myself living for my entire life... it's just that there isn't a heck of a lot to do here if you don't have a car. It's a small town of 50,000 people, but it's spread out over quite a bit of land. To see the sights, sounds, the smells... well it's tough to see them on one bicycle and two guys.
I also think John is looking for the really cool sights... the castles, the geisha and the temples and the ninja. Ohtawara has temples... one within walking distance... and there's a castle... well, there was Ohtawara-jo (Ohtawara Castle)... it's a park now and has signage showing where it was and a floorplan depicting what it probably looked like 130 years ago... but while I find it all very interesting (because it's MY HOME TOWN), John is looking for the spectacular. It's why he's going to go out to Nikko tomorrow.
We stay in and watch some movie called Hello Again. John falls asleep halfway through it.
The next day, Saturday, August 3, 1991, John does indeed go out to Nikko. Armed with instructions from myself... and then better instructions from Matthew and Takako. I really need to get me one of those... you know... Japanese girlfriends so that I can maybe actually see the country a bit better. Junko (my stalker girlfriend was great... spoke English like a trooper and looked and smelled awesome... but we never left the confines of my apartment, as she wanted to experience the sex life of a gaijin (foreigner) several times a day. I didn't the sex... but my god, I never slept for a week plus.
I need to find someone normal. I'm sure there's a woman out there. I've met a few, but none yet that I would want to spend my entire life with yet. Ashley, perhaps... but she made it clear that we are not a couple. Just a couple of friends who enjoy each others company for a couple of hours at a time.
Whatever. It's fine. But for now... I ain't getting any. And so, as is my want when I am upset or tense... I clean my apartment. 'Nuff said.
John and I do try to talk when he gets back... or rather he tries to talk to me... but I'm tense. I'm also looking around for stuff that I want to take with me to Utsunomiya and then to Thailand next week where I will meet my mother... hangout there for a week before coming back here.
I'm not getting any alone time for a while now.... but it's my mom... I haven't seen her in over a year since I left Toronto.
Why Utsunomiya? Matthew and I are giving a speech to the newcomers to our Prefecture on how to survive Japan. I know, I know... am I really surviving? Sure... I wonder if I can offer the advice to just get laid as often as possible and all the rest will be okay? Matthew and I will probably just wing it... that means we don't really have a speech prepared and will just speak from the heart. Would you want to come after reading these blogs? I hope so. That's what I want to tell the newcomers... and that you also survice by talking to other people.
I guess I should talk with John. Nahhhh... maybe later. While John was out this afternoon, I talked with Karen and was invited to her place tomorrow.I was no Boy Scout, but it doesn't hurt to be prepared and careryy along a few condoms.
Please let me be able to use them!
Somewhere I ain't getting any,
Andrew Joseph
Today's blog title by The Monks: ADOLESCENTTOUGH
I don't know how much of it is his demanding attitude or me seeing everything as a demanding attitude. Also, it's been almost two weeks since I've had sex. Ashley, my friend with benefits and ex-girlfriend is in the U.S. for a short break. Karen, a woman I met a few days ago is a newcomer to Japan from North Bay, Ontario and needs time to settle in... I can't really talk to her with John around... and I have to be the host to him... something I'm not very good at.
It may seem strange to you readers considering I seem to be such a slut.. I mean, people person... but I am a loner. I think. I like the company of people. I enjoy talking to them... but I also like my alone time. I haven't had any of that in seven days. Also, I think the the lack of sex is bothering me. I know I said it twice, but it really is bothering me. I can't even take matters into my own hands, if you know what I mean, as I have someone around me all the time.
It's raining today. That means we are limited as to what we can do... besides... Ohtawara may be a very pretty place--and one where I could easily see myself living for my entire life... it's just that there isn't a heck of a lot to do here if you don't have a car. It's a small town of 50,000 people, but it's spread out over quite a bit of land. To see the sights, sounds, the smells... well it's tough to see them on one bicycle and two guys.
I also think John is looking for the really cool sights... the castles, the geisha and the temples and the ninja. Ohtawara has temples... one within walking distance... and there's a castle... well, there was Ohtawara-jo (Ohtawara Castle)... it's a park now and has signage showing where it was and a floorplan depicting what it probably looked like 130 years ago... but while I find it all very interesting (because it's MY HOME TOWN), John is looking for the spectacular. It's why he's going to go out to Nikko tomorrow.
We stay in and watch some movie called Hello Again. John falls asleep halfway through it.
The next day, Saturday, August 3, 1991, John does indeed go out to Nikko. Armed with instructions from myself... and then better instructions from Matthew and Takako. I really need to get me one of those... you know... Japanese girlfriends so that I can maybe actually see the country a bit better. Junko (my stalker girlfriend was great... spoke English like a trooper and looked and smelled awesome... but we never left the confines of my apartment, as she wanted to experience the sex life of a gaijin (foreigner) several times a day. I didn't the sex... but my god, I never slept for a week plus.
I need to find someone normal. I'm sure there's a woman out there. I've met a few, but none yet that I would want to spend my entire life with yet. Ashley, perhaps... but she made it clear that we are not a couple. Just a couple of friends who enjoy each others company for a couple of hours at a time.
Whatever. It's fine. But for now... I ain't getting any. And so, as is my want when I am upset or tense... I clean my apartment. 'Nuff said.
John and I do try to talk when he gets back... or rather he tries to talk to me... but I'm tense. I'm also looking around for stuff that I want to take with me to Utsunomiya and then to Thailand next week where I will meet my mother... hangout there for a week before coming back here.
I'm not getting any alone time for a while now.... but it's my mom... I haven't seen her in over a year since I left Toronto.
Why Utsunomiya? Matthew and I are giving a speech to the newcomers to our Prefecture on how to survive Japan. I know, I know... am I really surviving? Sure... I wonder if I can offer the advice to just get laid as often as possible and all the rest will be okay? Matthew and I will probably just wing it... that means we don't really have a speech prepared and will just speak from the heart. Would you want to come after reading these blogs? I hope so. That's what I want to tell the newcomers... and that you also survice by talking to other people.
I guess I should talk with John. Nahhhh... maybe later. While John was out this afternoon, I talked with Karen and was invited to her place tomorrow.I was no Boy Scout, but it doesn't hurt to be prepared and careryy along a few condoms.
Please let me be able to use them!
Somewhere I ain't getting any,
Andrew Joseph
Today's blog title by The Monks: ADOLESCENTTOUGH
