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The past 8 evenings I've kept myself occupied with cosplay work. I've run out/burnt out of that. Three more days/nights to go of working here in Nowhere, Texas. I'm drinking wine as fast as I can swallow it, which normally alters my stats enough that I'm easily entertained by next to nothing. And there's plenty of nothing here. ;) But tonight, wine ain't enough. I'm still plenty bored and listless. (God, why haven't I quit this job yet?)

Oh yeah, good news! After 10 days or so of having a defective left leg (see "Kyoto"), it's finally showing some signs of returning to (semi-)normalcy. I was really starting to worry, wracking my meager medical knowledge to try and determine what I'd done to myself. If I'd torn my muscle, it might take 2-4 weeks to heal. Separated a ligament? 1-2 months of agony. That numbness that I constantly feel, like part of my leg is perpetually asleep and in aching agony? Maybe that's nerve damage: permanent. Etc etc. Sure, I could still walk, and with a bit of mental fortitude against the pain, conceal my limp. But if it's permanent . . . heaven forbid!
Today, for the first time, there was no limp and no pain. To be honest, my knee still goes to 'yellow alert' occasionally, but it doesn't hit the panic button like it had been doing. I think I'll give it another week of light duty assignments. Then I'll try running again. I tried that last week to test myself and it simply didn't happen. Yes, mucho pain was to be had and even though I was willing to grit my teeth through that, there was still something PHYSICALLY preventing me from running. I might as well have had two peg legs at the Olympics' 100 meter dash. That's what got me worried, that I simply COULD NOT physically do this, despite all my bad-ass machismo.
So you can imagine what a huge relief it is to me to no longer be feeling that constant worrisome pain. I mean, I know it's cool for black dudes to walk with a limp, but for a white guy like me, that just makes me that much older and un-fuckable.

Anyways, I'm bored with you, LJ. You don't talk to me like you used to. I need someone with a heartbeat. Bye.

P.S. Please don't proofread this post. It's not my finest grammar.
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As any regular LJ-user may have noticed, LJ's been having a bit of trouble lately (more than usual, it seems). With the help of [personal profile] becala I found an alternate journal website that should provide a good mirror in case LJ goes belly-up.
I'd been postponing writing any new posts because I wanted to wait for Dreamwidth to import all my old LJ entries first. But LJ's epileptic fits have prevented that, so whatever. I've got writing needs that are going unmet!

I know I've posted the hell out of my Japan trip, but there's a re-cap/post-game/end credits post that's been bouncing around in my head and I need to get it out before I can write anything else. (I promise this is my last Japan entry!) So, here are my Top 5 Reasons Why Japan is Awesome )

I ALMOST FORGOT!!!! If you're already on Dreamwidth, please give me your screen-name there so I can add you! (As of today it is my main journal site; not that it matters much since all journal entries are cross-posted.) I'm "astillar" on both websites, herp-a-derp.


Apr. 7th, 2011 10:08 pm
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Really I'm just writing this post to test some internet-y stuff out. Buuuuuuut I hate to post in vain so I'll slap together a semblance of a real entry.
So yeah, I got back home from Japan Friday evening. Didn't sleep at all on the plane of course so when I got home I passed out for 18 hours straight. I pretty much spent all weekend in a weird zombie-hibernating state. I didn't have the mental acuity or physical energy to leave the house (even though I desperately wanted to hang with friends), so the only productive thing I did all weekend was some very slow house-cleaning. I still had a mess from All-con and the pre-Japan packing frenzy. Oh, and a multi-colored science experiment growing in my fridge. I threw some powdered Clorox at it and I think I heard it laugh.
Monday I went into work expecting (hoping for?) a slow day, only to be shipped off to Kerrville for the next ten days. Blah. I know I just got back from a long vacation, but if you think about it, I was ALONE for those two weeks. I want need to spend time with my friends; not sit in a hotel alone for another two weeks.
. . . Oh well. Whatever.
All I've got to say is there better be something damned fun to do on the weekend of the 16th. Someone better have a birthday or a BBQ or there needs to be a con or a river float or SOMETHING, dammit. I need friends and fun!
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You just get on a plane
and you're there.
But its hopeless;
I don't have a passport to your heart

Japan Day 10: Tokyo to Texas )
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My train is running faster
Than the speed of light
And in my heart
A million stars
Are burning bright

Japan Day 9: Hikone and Tokyo )
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In a strange city
An unexpected encounter,
Surely this must be
A trick of the gods

Japan Day 8: Arashiyama )
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Throw some blue love,
it's like action painting.
Dash yourself against the canvas,
it's very action painting.

Japan Day 7: Higashiyama )


Mar. 30th, 2011 06:55 pm
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The sun has almost disappeared
Once again.
And now I can't see you
Once again.

Japan Day 6: Hakone to Kyoto )
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My doctor asked me
If this summer
I am going to take a holiday,
If I am going anywhere.
"I don’t care
Where you go,
As long as you promise me
Not to sunbathe."

Japan Day 5: Hakone )
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Today I leave Tokyo, headed west. I was just starting to get comfortable here and beginning to know my way around. I suppose that means it's time to move on. I can't have an adventure if I'm comfortable, can I?
I'm grabbing a bite of breakfast before I check out of my little hotel and head to the train station. I'll be taking the bullet train out west to a hot springs 'resort' area near Mt. Fuji. I'm almost more excited about the train ride than the destination, ha ha.
Well, breakfast is done; time to head out.
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And all the love
On earth
Was suddenly there
On the lips
Of that girl from Ginza

Japan Day 4: Central Tokyo )
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The sound of the subway
And a song
I had long forgotten

Japan Day 3: Shibuya & Harajuku )
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If god comes whispering in my ear
'How do you like the wine?'
I would be just too happy
To offer him,
'Please have some'

Japan Day 2: Shinjuku & Akihabara )
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"the first time
the two of us
ever spoke to each other
was a Thursday afternoon
in May"

Today's itinerary is going off the schedule a little bit. I'll stay in Shinjuku this a.m. I'll be checking out Uniqlo and Mugi, two popular clothing stores known for offering cheap but stylish and casual clothes. I'm not sure I'll even be able to find anything that fits me; I've heard the rumor that Americans have a hard time finding their sizes a time or two. I don't mind if I don't find anything. I'm just curious to check out what they've got.
Then I'll be going to Tokyu Hands, a Do-It-Yourself department store that offers quite a bit of cosplay materials. I'm going to do some investigation into the cosplay ways of the Japanese and smuggle out their technology.
In the afternoon I'll head up to Akihabara, the electronics/otaku district. I'll check that out for a while before meeting up with Kelly for dinner. She's a fellow Texan cosplayer, currently here for a teaching gig. (This may be the best meal I get all week! *drool*)
So yeah, that's the plan. I wonder if it'll hold up . . .
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In the end I couldn't meet you,
I stayed at the hotel alone.
The city that never sleeps,
it's seven at night in Tokyo

Japan: Day 1 )
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"It is a bright morning,
Just like all the others but,
I sort of feel different for no apparent reason.
I’m just happy,
It’s like today
Is the day
To begin a new love"

Japan Day 1: Start-o! )
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"Hi! This is your airline hostess, Susan Kelly, speaking to you direct from our new Boeing 7-0-7 jet in mid-air!"

Japan: Day 0, part 1 of 3 )
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The bad news is really starting to stack up for my trip.
I’ve been keeping the news of nuclear danger in perspective, even though I’ve had dozens of people tell me that I’m crazy/stupid for ignoring it. Really, I’m getting pretty pissed by so many ill-informed people and complete strangers TELLING me what I can and can’t do. They don’t even try and discuss it with me, they just figure since they’ve watched 5 minutes of news, their blanket opinion carries more weight than the opinion of someone who’s been planning this trip for four months and has his own money and safety invested in it. I had to spend an hour last night trying to calm down my irrational sister; she wants me to at least wear a dosimeter while I’m over there. I think I will, just to shut up all these nay-sayers. I won’t even answer the phone when my mom calls. 9_9
I’m not worried about the scheduled black-outs or the rumors of food shortages; I figure that those only apply to limited areas and could quite possibly be corrected by the time I arrive. I’ve got a rail pass that allows me to take the bullet train anywhere in the country, should I need to avoid certain areas. So I’m fairly flexible.
But today there’s been two big setbacks. I chose this time of year to make my trip because the Tokyo Anime Fair is next week. I see that as a sort of cosplay pilgrimage; witnessing cosplay in it’s homeland, at the site of the world’s largest anime convention. Imagine how awesome that’d be.
But the Anime Fair has been cancelled for this year.
. . . That sucks.
But really, that only affects one day out of my ten-day schedule. It’s regrettable, but 90% of my schedule is still intact and I can easily fill that hole, I imagine.
The big one though, is that the tour company announced today that Jenny & Beauty’s tour had been cancelled, so they won’t be going. That . . . really sucks. I avoided signing up for that tour because I wanted the freedom to do my own thing, but I’d still planned to have overlapping itineraries and hang out with them occasionally. Now I’d be going without any friends; two weeks on my own in a foreign country. That’s lame and a little intimidating. The question I’m asking myself now is, “Can I have enough fun on my own to justify the trip?” At this point, I really can’t say.
I’ve got until Saturday to decide whether I’m going or not; after that I’ll start getting hit with last-minute cancellation fees. So I’m holding out for some/any good news that makes this trip more attractive. I've started to contemplate the idea of postponing, but I don't see any equally good time for travel in my near future. I'll need to change jobs soon and once I do that, big vacations won't be in the cards for awhile. I can't shake the feeling that if I postpone, it'll be 'indefinitely.'
Besides the matter of money and my own stubbornness, I think one reason I’m still committed now, even after all these setbacks, is that I keep thinking of that quote attributed to Mark Twain.

"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."
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Yeah, as if.
Don't ask why I haven't posted in a month. I could cite half a dozen lame, half-baked reasons.
Anyways, life is the same as I last reported. Working out of town, no social or romantic life back home, etc etc.
The only bit of new news is that I'm a mere week away from my trip to Japan. A few dingbats I know are saying, "You're not going to Japan! The whole nation is fucked up!" I know they're wrong, but it pisses me off to have their ignorance raining on my parade. I don't care if I get off the plane and spend my entire 10 days filling sandbags and working at a soup kitchen; I'M GOING TO HAVE A JAPAN ADVENTURE, ONE WAY OR ANOTHER.
I kinda gave up on the crash-course-Rosetta-Stone a week or two ago when it became obvious I wasn't going to do a John-Travolta-from-'Phenomenon' and learn the language in record time. So I'll just have to rely on the cosmopolitan-ality of the Tokyo-ites to make up for my lingual ignorance.
Even though I know Japan's gonna be a whole other level of fun and adventure, I still feel like I've gotta jam-pack as much fun as I can into my last week here State-side. SXSW is coming up; I plan to spend at least one night checking that out. Next weekend is Anime Matsuri and All-Con. My friends seem to be equally split on which con they're going to. It apparently boils down to: cosplay or drinking. I haven't put together any great new costumes so I'm leaning towards the drinking con. Hell, if it's my last chance to hang with my friends for awhile, you better believe I'm gonna booze it up with them.
So yeah LJ, that's all I have to say for now. Sorry for the recent dearth of entertainment. Life is just dull often sometimes.
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Yup, just six weeks left till Japan! Why does that make me panicky? I dunno, but it does (a little bit)! The other night I had a dream I was on my Japan trip. It was exciting, but the only word I could speak was "buta" (pig). Understandably, that got me into a lot of trouble and the dream ended with all Tokyo demanding my head on a pike. Perhaps that dream belies my dissatisfaction with my language learning progress? Yeah, not learning as quickly as I'd like to. I guess primate brains really do lose their plasticity around 30. It takes much more force to rearrange those wrinkles in the brain (or something). But at least I'm listening to new music! My brain hasn't completely shut it's doors to new concepts! That's when you know you're old; when all new music is shit and Lynnrd Skynnrd is the only real music.
Anywho, yeah. I don't know why I'm a little nervous. Hotels, flights, train tickets, etc are all taken care of. The only part of my trip that hasn't been planned to anal perfection is the last day (I dunno what I want to do with it yet). So really, I have nothing to worry about. Maybe I've just mistaken excitement for nervousness.

In other news, I spent Sunday in Austin. Cameron came to visit to come see Super Happy Fun Monkey Bash at the Drafthouse. I'd almost called the thing off, seeing as it was Super Bowl sunday. I didn't know if downtown would be insane or what. We killed the afternoon by going to the gun range and getting our testosterone's on. Boom boom! It was kinda expensive. Yeah, it would be cheaper to buy a gun than to keep renting them like this. But which to get? Then we went back to my place to fart around till the movie. I started watching the game simply for the commercials but next thing I know, we're making a beer&hot-wings run. Once I'd had a few beers, I was really interested and involved in the football game. Funny how that works, huh?
Super Happy Fun Monkey Bash was fun. Having seen a few installments I'm sad to say they phoned in this year's compilation. I was expecting a lot more from something called the "Best of" Super Happy Fun Monkey Bash. But Cameron was a SHFMB virgin, so he had a ball. I tried to warn him about the reverse-bestiality but there's no way someone can prepare for that.
I thought I'd have Monday night to myself, but Katherine (Cameron's wife) was in town for work. Double-weird! What are these people doing in my town? Usually it's the other way around. She has a weird hang-up about not going out to eat by herself so she called me up and we went to dinner. It was a bit odd; I don't think the two of us have ever actually hung out without my brother present. But I set the boundaries very soon and clearly. This was not a date, so she shouldn't get her hopes up. She had a burger craving; I drove around and chose the Frisco at random. I'd never been there before but had always been curious about it. Man, that place was one old-school diner. And not in a oh-wouldn't-it-be-kitschy-to-make-an-old-fashioned-looking-diner-restaurant way, but in an actual this-diner-has-not-changed-since-the-1930s kind of way. The food was merely mediocre, I enjoyed the ambiance much moreso.
Oh, and her hotel had live-in swans in the lobby's fountain. Poor guys.

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