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I am
...getting rained on in Tokyo.
...old enough to drink alcohol but not old enough to know when to stop.
...blogging since 02/22/03.
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Thursday, January 24, 2008
It's just too much work
After barely two month into my new job I feel the need to plan my next vacation. I normally don't do vacations. (I mean vacations in the sense of picking a location, booking a hotel and getting lost on the way to the sights. Vacations in the sense of lying on the sofa for a week watching all seven seasons of West Wings are fine.) I just cannot be bothered to put all the work into organizing a big trip ("What, I have to do research to find the cheapest flight?! Accommodation? There must be some park benches somewhere").
However, I have always wanted to go to Japan and a friend is going there for 3 weeks in April, so I could just piggyback on her travel plans. No work but all the fun, you'd think it'd be perfect, right? Wrong. Turns out the trip would probably cost what I normally pay for rent in 5 months. While I could afford it, I should probably use so much money for a trip where I really do all the stuff I really want*. Alternatively, I could buy a nicer sofa...and a PS3... and a surround sound system... and use the rest of the money for a beach trip to Spain. Decision needs to be made end of this week. What should I do?
*Like playing Dance Dance Revolution on those giant arcade machines and sitting in an Onsen until dissolve I into silly strings. Or eating wasabi ice cream until I puke.
posted by Bunny at 7:45 AM
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Saturday, January 12, 2008
Heart doctor (continued)
For those who are still wondering about the Brazilian prostitute story my friend S used to get me over this guy is a total jerk (but cute), here's the whole conversation:
Me: Now tell me, how do I get over my crush the most efficient way?
S: Most efficient way: tell yourself its NOTHING but a crush, focus on his bad bits. Lots of firm talking to yourself that starts with "oh for gods sake" seems to help. When you first met him, he checked out all the other girls instead of you and he was rude about the people he was checking out based on how attractive they were. Sneered at people because they were drunk ... at a beer party
Me: Thanks, it's getting much better now. You're like a 5 min cure… Still, he's so pretty.
S: Pretty is good for sex... and for pictures... and for sunsets... but not for crushes.
Me: I hope you're not suggesting doing sex and pics at the same time?
S: Ha ha ha… at sunset.
Me: You know, what threw me off was really how sweet he was when we were hanging out. Otherwise I wouldn't have the crush in the first place.
S: But has he called, has he texted, has he emailed?
Me: No, of course not.
S: In which case the sweetness was just for him. OK final getting over crush thing (and this is mean)...
Me: Hit me.
S: Did you know you can go to Brazil and "hire a girlfriend" for the journey
Me: ...
S: ... who is basically a prostitute who meets you for the first time at the airport and pretends to be your girlfriend until you leave.
Me: I get the point.
S: Well ... just a recognition that boys can do holiday romance because they also like the feeling... and then they can be totally over it when they go home.
And that's how comparing me to a hooker cured me from my crush.
posted by Bunny at 12:25 PM
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