Two Months in Japan

I'm supposed to meet someone across the street in two minutes, so this update has to be quick.

It's official: I've been here for over two months. As I've explained before, time passes really slowly here, so it feels like I've been here a really long time, but in a nother sense it feels like I just arrived. I celebrated yesterday by cooking for the first time. I can't believe I haven't cooked in my entire two months here. I cooked a HUGE feast: Chicken nuggets, thai chili sauce, rice, spinach and orange juice. Chicken nuggetes take too long to cook, so I just ate my my spinach by hand from the bag while I was waiting. Actually, it wasn't much of a sit-down meal now that I think about it.

I also realized something else that I haven't done since I arrived: finished unpacking. Yeah, one of my suitcases is still about half-full with crap that I shouldn't have brought (clothes that I don't wear, books that I don't want, addresses of people I don't want to write to). So maybe I should just not bother unpacking it and just leave it all in there, nicely folded up for the trip home next fall.

The other night I ate a cactus taco at the taco stand in Juso (run by a woman who immigrated from Mexico 25 years ago). She suggested the cactus taco to me and it was actually a good change of pace, though it basically just felt like chewing rubber.

So I've decided that I'm definitely moving out. I haven't been able to decide where to go, though. Not only is my apartment a dirty shithole, but I recently found out that it has... whoa, I have to go, the person I was supposed to meet just walked in, I'll finish this later!

Ryan