Saturday, January 24, 2009


This has been a pretty good weekend. I went out a lot, and didn’t really do any work. Hence, good. When I came home on Friday, it was at a time when my host mom wasn’t expecting me, so she told me she thought I was a burglar. She was like “you’re lucky I didn’t act on it!” It’s kind of a hilarious image, she’s this small, shy incredibly sweet Japanese lady, and I was imagining like rounding the corner and her jumping out and smashing a vase over my head or something. Then the next day the same thing happened, and she was like “I thought you were a burglar!” So that time I got the image of her rounding the corner with a shotgun. I don’t know why my head works like this, but it made me laugh a lot.
Anyway, on Friday night I pulled my first all-nighter, and my first club. On the way there, I saw them wheeling someone out of the train station, it must have been a suicide…at least, that’s what I assumed it was. That was creepy.
Japanese people are so much friendlier to us foreigners when they’re completely smashed! I had a lot of weird interactions with people in that club. Like a bunch of Japanese people came up to me and started talking, even though with the loud music in combination with the whole Japanese language thing, I didn’t understand. At one point, a bunch of Japanese girls came up to me and started touching my face and being like “Kawaiiiiii!” It was funny. And a bunch of times, a few of them came up and would just photograph the foreigners. At one point, these Japanese guys came up to us and gave us those googly-eye things along with a Cyclops-like visor. They seemed to get a kick out of dressing up the foreigners and photographing us.
At one point this creepy white guy started pushing me around, and being like “Dance. DANCE!!!!” And then when I tried to get away, he would just grab me and put me back and be like “DAAAAAAANCE!!!” So I started awkwardly dancing/moving away. It was strange.
At one point, I was dancing with a friend, and this other creepy white guy came up to us and started like grinding with both of us equally. Then there was this OTHER white guy, who like pushed this Japanese girl on the floor and mimicked sex. It was very disturbing. White guys in Japan are gross for the most part, they have such huge Asian fetishes. But yeah, that night was very fun, I didn’t get back until around 7 AM. I was really passing out by the end of the night, I’m glad I didn’t fall asleep on the first train.
Then today I got up like 5 hours after I went to bed to meet with my Taiwanese friend, which was also a lot of fun. It’s such good Japanese practice! I justify not taking intensive next semester by hanging out with her more. She’s completely fluent, so that’s nice. And it snowed for the first time in Tokyo! It was like very, VERY light, like we couldn’t even really tell that it was snow, but still.
Also, I went to Sumo on Wednesday, which was pretty cool. There were 2 Georgians in the top 20. It was very impressive. But they both failed.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Welcome to prison


I went with some friends to Alcatraz ER in Shibuya today, which was a lot of fun. It’s a hospital/prison themed restaurant. They seemed to get their themes confused a lot, though. But anyway, as we went in, in order to open the front entrance, you had to press what blood type you were on this button panel and the door would open. Then this nurse came up to us and was like “What is your sickness?” I was just kind of “uhhh…cough.” Then she asked a bunch of other questions, and took us to our “table.” It was really just a small, cramped dungeon cave. Mad uncomfortable. The “napkins” were toilet paper. And to call the waitress you had to rattle your cage with a stick. They took our shoes away as collateral. The food was pretty interesting. I got a nice meal with a cock-banana drink (shaped like a dick). A friend, upon being given her drink, was also handed a large dildo. She was like “….thanks…” but then the waiter demonstrated that she was supposed to crush the bits in her drink with it. It was pretty hilarious. He seemed kind of embarrassed, probably because we were foreigners and laughing our heads off. Then later, all the lights went off abruptly, and this ominous announcer came on, and then so did the Mission Impossible theme. Then there was a prison break and these deluded guys in ski masks started harassing the customers. This one really freaky guy who we could hardly see because it was so dark, ran past our cage, then stopped and looked in. Then he began to open the door, but Ali was screaming her head off and trying to get it closed. Finally he got it open and he went over and pretty much just posed with her while she was screaming. It was actually pretty creepy. Then we saw a bunch of the crazy ski mask guys go into one of the customer’s cages and grabbed a random guy and put him in the center of the hall. They proceeded to cover his face and do CPR, injected something into his ass, and eventually they got around to pulling his pants down and burning off his pubic hair with a lighter. At this point I was kind of WTF. I would have bitch smacked them if they had tried to burn off my pubic hair, but this Japanese guy was just taking it. Maybe they gave him a discount or something for taking all the abuse.