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Daniel-san came over. He left in such a hurry, and the trip back the other month were short, but this time around things were different. Using his words: “I got closure (from Japan)”.

This vows good for me. Cautiously good, is what it vows. I’ve been depositing monthly in the happiness-bank of Japan. I expect some kind of turnover when it would finally be time to cash out. The question is just how big my return on investment is.

Daniel were reluctant to drop his formula for happiness here, or actually, I forgot to ask.
But we did have a nice dinner. Had some kind of skewers. He had cow that may or may not have been massaged in Kobe.

No pictures. My cellphone were turned off by the caring people of Softbank, and my camera was gone.

Have I been avoiding a connection at home?
One might say so. But no, mostly it stems from my inability to “telephone”.

I mail.

That’s what I do on a cellphone: I mail.
Talking I don’t care that much for, if talking means spending more time than giving directions or saying “I’ll be late”.
It’s not that I am afraid of the phone. I just need to see people when talking. Mouths moving, or whatever.

…and that is why I haven’t ordered internet for half a year.

Now I have, though. Should be up in a month.

My blog got messed up. Something to do with my web-hotel, some of that technical thingamahjing I’m knowing less and less about.

That aside, the thing seems to be working now.

1 month of hectic life – friends and family visiting – leaving 0 time for a personal life. Photos will come after I take a vacation (scheduled sometime 2 weeks from now). The holiday that Japanese refer to as “Golden Week” were stolen from me, so I’ve earned one.

Yet another “fish” from Razor came by.

Albeit this fish, Thomas, stayed crashed at my place for a few weeks. Well pass “Golden-week” (perhaps the longest period of consecutive holidays in the Japanese almanac).

Picture:

(The quality of my photos have taken a worrysome leftturn ever since last year)

Following the mayhem of last week, Yasu took it upon us to ride a boat while watching flowers. With the boats being fully booked already (and my suggestion of riding peddle-swanboats in Inokashira park rejected) we headed for the next best thing: browsing drunks in Ueno. A pasttime very worthy of a mention.

Hanami. I missed it save 1 h of semimandatory company outing.