Tokyo Day 7

I was up late last night writing that large entry for yesterday.

I got up early today, for reasons I am even now not certain of.

I spent the greater part of the day 'technology wrestling;' the Shaka Labbits CDs I bought had copy protection on them such that I couldn't rip them to my laptop for transferal to my MP3 player.

That's what the internet is for....  Luckily I had a black marker, and after a while I had managed to rip the CDs.

So around 2:30 I left the hotel with no plan in mind other than walking around listening to all this new music. I went to Ochanomizu, but in truth I am beginning to lose interest in guitar shopping, I already bought one, and even that one will present a logistical challenge in terms of getting it home.

My luggage was over weight when I left. How am I going to get a guitar on the plane? Because I can't check it, it's only a gig bag. My plan at present is to go to the airport quite early so I can have extra time to beg.

I am going to have to send myself a box of stuff. Like all these CDs. Somehow, their aggregate weight is surprising. So tomorrow, I guess I will have the challenge of finding a box and, if I am quickly successful there, a post office.

Fat f@#$ing chance.

It's an interesting paradox, being a Ph.D in English yet a dumb (in linguistic terms) illiterate here. It's kind of refreshing because no one can have any expectations of me.

Hmmm... Maybe other people are more like me than I thought.

I didn't buy much today. I did buy a Puffy CD from 1996, which the female cashier found odd.

Can't say I blame her; I live in this head, she just met it.

Oh, and I did remember to take a picture of what "Jason and the Scorchers" looks like in Japanese:

I was glad last night to see that Tower Records in Shinjuku had one of their records in stock.

But I didn't really do much today, and I didn't feel like doing much, so I just went back to the hotel. I guess I should have slept in; maybe then I'd be perkier.

Peachey signed my Guestbook today, calling me incorrigible because I have yet to eat in a restaurant on my own. Somehow, I have no motivation to eat in a restaurant. I am not driven by food. I prefer to spend my alone-ness alone.

The women at 7-11 used to laugh; now they just look like they pity me. Because I stopped in there at 2:30 to buy Pocari Sweat, and by 4:30 I was buying dinner to bring back here.

So it's 6:30 and dinner is eaten and I don't feel like going anywhere.

Luckily for me, a friend from HK will be arriving tomorrow. He knows Tokyo, and it will be nice to have someone to talk to.

Oh, and don't feel sorry for me about staying in; I have a guitar, so my needs are met.