Weeee! Ramblings on.. well.. random things ...yet again!

Greetings, greeeetings… Welcome to Daveed’s blog of.. DOOM! BUEAHWHEAWHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Okok, so that might be a little overboard, but I’m overly bored… so I… HAVE… to go… overBORED.. aha..ha.ha..ha…. *wonders how many groans he gets in response to that amazingly horrible joke* anyway, so… This post might be a little… odd… to say the least. It may even more odd than what would be considered “normal” for a Daveeds (that’s me.. btw.. >_>) :P. I plan on hitting a huge variety of subjects, and hoping from subject to subject like a tinny Japanese jumping spiders. (You better have read about them in the Spiders post and know what I’m talking about! I like spiders! Grrr!)

Anyway, with that warning in mind, on to our first topic.

Clubbing in Japan. It sucks. $30-40 cover charges, no drinks, sleazy European men all ready to grope you if you go out on the dance floor (That’s right, I’m not talking about just groping the women... *shudder*) anyway… Basically, music -10 points, people -10 points, cover charges -10 points, overall feel of the clubs -10 THOUSAND points… yeah that means on a scale of 1-10 (heh) it’s a -10,030. Hophophop, onward to the next subject!

Just a brief comment on… well, you know how stressful legal matters are in America? All the annoyingly long and frustrating forms that must be filled out and whatnot, well take that stress and times it by at least fifty-four thousand… and a half. That’s how bad it is when the same forms are in Japanese, mainly Kanji. Ok, ok, there IS the one nice thing that can be played… the “waaa? I’m a gaijin! Me no know that me must have had to be doing that! ME DUMB LIKE YOU OBVIOUSLY THINK ME ARE!” card. It’s amazing how the automatic expectation of all gaijin(foreigner) to be somewhat… dull… can come in handy at times. Sadly, I never ACTUALLY had to use this skill… but it was nice knowing I had it if I needed it. Heyheyhey! Guess what! Time for the next subject.

When I first got to Japan, I was stricken with a slight quandary. Do I attempt to act as Japanese as possible? In my culture we basically expect foreigners to conform as soon as they reach our shores after all. With this in mind, the first 3 months of living in Japan saw Daveed attempting to act as Japanese as he knew how. After the third month of secretly spying on Japanese people’s reactions to certain situations, though, I gradually realized the opposite thing than what I expected was true in Japan. (happens a lot… You’d know if you read the other posts :P) Gaijin are almost expected to act, well, Gaijinish. Now don’t get me wrong, the stereotypically loud gaijin using a mobile in the train definitely is still frowned on, but all the other non-obviously-annoying things are what I was talking about. Anywho… Foodfoodfood! That’s right I’m hungry. Oh, and on to the next subject.

Ok this one is short… a short statement about language barrier. It sucks. It prompts inaction in basically every aspect of life. Hard to make friends, don’t want to argue bills that you don’t think you deserve to get, don’t want to question anyone for anything, don’t want to attempt to ask for directions… etc. Although this got less and less frustrating as my Japanese skills improved, it still is a lingering problem. Ok, what am I saying, with my lousy Japanese skills, it is more than a lingering problem… how about a giant wall of unovercomeableness. (There is no way I can call companies on the phone… they refuse to not use Keigo(a polite Japanese, but it is a completely different way of speaking), because they don’t want to be impolite, but I can’t understand Keigo at all… so bah!) Oh well I guess that “short” topic didn’t stay short. Oh well!

Ok, two strange things that... well… don’t really matter but I want to mention them. I find it funny that the rest of the world can be predigest against Americans using logic like “Well in America there are so many predigest people… it’s pathetic. We dislike Americans because of that.” Ah well… I have definitely heard that statement many a time. People always hate others that have more power than them I think. Second, I ran out of deodorant like 4 days ago (that means about a week before I fly home) And.. after wondering what to do—Japanese deodorant is bad I’ve heard—I found out that if you crack open the empty deo case, and flip the little blue thing around there is a good two weeks worth of extra deodorant congealed there. Granted I have to dig it out with my finger which makes it annoying… but still! I don’t stink! Yay!

Ok here really IS a short one! One sentence! I hate the fact that there is almost as much paper work to LEAVE this country as there was to get INTO it. Gargh. “Home(wardbound)work” stinks.

Oh, my bike was stolen. It stinks. It happened a long time ago though, so I’ve gotten over it.

Oh, and yet another short one. I found out that if you leave your laundry in the wash for like.. a week it starts stinking. I ended up throwing some bleach in and it fixed it.. but the problem is I am lazy.. so I bleached it, started it… and accidentally left it in till it started stinking again.. and then I bleached it.. and… hahaha my lazyness made this horrible cycle of leaving my wash in the washing machine last for.. well.. a month : P don’t EVER DO THAT… some of the clothes grew mold on them and I had to throw them away… but some were ok! : ) so yeah… I mean.. I already knew this.. but the laundry room is.. so far away from my room…. Ok ok I’ll admit it. I was super lazy this time. >_<.

Heyheyhey! We sure did hop around a lot in this post didn’t we… but what about the fooooood of Japan? Mmm… all I can say is I’m going to miss the raUmen shop, 300 yen place, kaitenzushi, yakiniku..etc. I definitely plan on making a post about our many feeding places. So keep your eyes peeled!

Bah, I’m tired of this boring post. It uninterests me. Leave my presence boring post! Shoo!

Heyheyhey, time for daveed to hophophop away for some foodfoodfood. Weeeeeeeee! Sooo… Byeeeeee!

-Daveed.