Yesterday i decided i was going to buy a bicycle, because wherever i walk i notice myself ignoring whats going on arond me to rank all the bikes in coolness, and imagine what my perfect shopper would look like. I enlisted Jon to help me, but instead of going to buy a new one, he convinced me i should buy his off him, except his is over an hour away, and it was broken, apparently, but it did sound more perfect than the cheap one i could get from the supermarket in Numobukuro. So i decided i would do something useful and productive with my holiday, and fix up and collect a bike.
Thats what i did today, with the help of Verena, we went to Asaka, found the bike, got the tire pumped up (so much for being broken Jon) and i cycled it all the way back to Kotake-cho. It only took me an hour and a half, in the rain, and the dark, but i feel really good about myself, and i cant actually wait until the bad weather goes away so i can go and explore Tokyo by bike. Im going to start planning now. The cranes are going to have to step aside.
In talk of cranes, i have made 90 cranes. The are strung up in rainbow strings of 18, and they look awesome. I cant wait for Charlie to come back and wow her with my hyper-developed prowess in folding.
Tomorrow hopefully we shall finalise the plans for going to Korea, I actually cannot wait to go there. I received permission from a man we met out there approving us of having a drink with him and his friends, so it should be rukkus. Maybe i should begin the process of reminding him that he said we could stay with him soon, lest he be surprised. OR i could just leave it to the friendly charms of Charlie when we get there. ..
Right now, i have embarked on a new project which will again conveniently take me away from the studies which are really important. I am delving into the money laundering world of the superficial backwards movie industry and watching all the movies the poo-sniffers involved think are worth their weight in blood money and have nominated for best film. If im still not satisfied that i chose to get out of media when i did, i shall move onto the other films in other categories. Finishing with a delightfuly refreshing and reassuring Best Foreign Language film. Im still not sure why those films are never allowed to access the category of Best Film, but then im not George Clooney. I think im trying to rant, i better stop before no one understands the complex links i make in my head and forget to say out loud.
Nothing more, get on with your life, and get off the internet, the mice on bicycle generators are growing weary.
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