Alive and kicking!
This morning, I received what is probably my favourite email, ever. Someone (not someone I know, or at least I hope!) commented on a picture on my Travelpod. A picture I took and posted over 4 years ago. They said: you look not so good.
It's not even a picture of me! XD
I've been busy lately, and there are about a thousand things I want to share with you all, but for now, I just need to write a bit about what I did on Saturday, since I haven't laughed so much in a long time. In fact, it's probably illegal to have so much fun helping a friend move, so shhh, don't tell the authorities!
Anyway, Jill and I helped Eda move from Nakano to Nippori, because she decided she no longer wanted to be part of the West Tokyo Crew. ;__; I'd reserved the van from 11:30 to 9:00 and in spite of the rain*, we made fantastic time, getting the move done in just 2 trips, with a long break for lunch at Coco's, during which we helped Eda work out some details for the doujinshi she's going to draw. Seriously, it's going to be the best thing ever. Come on, admit it, you've always wanted to see the tenipuri boys on ice! XDDD
Jill and I are going to start our own moving company, Gaijin Girl Movers. I'll handle the driving and the logistics (what goes in the van when, etc.), and Jill will guard the van, pack the stuff in and assemble any furniture that needs assembling. Our motto? Yudan sezu ni ikou, bitches!
The navigation system in the van had us using surface streets the whole way, and traffic was surprisingly light. I got to honk at a twit on a bicycle who was in the middle of my lane and wearing earphones. We all misread Gokokuji as "Gekokujou", and somehow, each time, the 50-minute drive seemed to go by in the blink of an eye.
The first time I turned into the little street that leads to the even littler alley where Eda now lives, a purple-haired obaasan was selling vegetables from a truck, and her customers were blocking the road. I inched the van forward, waiting for them to get the hint and move out of the way already, and was given the dirtiest look I think I've ever received, courtesy of ol' pickled nasu face lady. Then, as Jill and I were running things into the building, we "met" one of Eda's neighbours, who will ever be Mr. Disgruntled to me. I mean, if you were about to go out, and a girl were struggling to get two unwieldly pieces of furniture up the step, you'd probably offer her a hand, if only so you could get to your shoes faster, right? Not this guy; Sourpuss just stood there, staring, as Jill finally got the pieces of the bed up from the genkan.
Once everything was inside, we helped Eda at least clear some space on her floor. Jill set to work assembling things, helped by Eda's Tool Bag of Manliness, and I piled things up in the corner. We did pretty good work, and since we had to get the van back from whence it had come, we opted for dinner in Nakano. An izakaya beckoned, and it was with great amusement that we watched Eda get tipsy on practically no alcohol at all! I actually had the most to drink of all of us, since Jill gave me her first drink, as she didn't like the taste.
It's a shame I didn't have my camera with me, but I didn't want to have to carry anything around, so here are some crappy shots from my phone. ( Click! )
* Note that I am more than happy to help a friend move by driving the van, but I seem to bring bad weather with me the first time 'round. With Jamie it was hail, with Becca it was a downpour, this time it was miserable drizzle. But the second time with Jamie, it was a gorgeous, sunny day. Second time's a charm? ^.^
It's not even a picture of me! XD
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I've been busy lately, and there are about a thousand things I want to share with you all, but for now, I just need to write a bit about what I did on Saturday, since I haven't laughed so much in a long time. In fact, it's probably illegal to have so much fun helping a friend move, so shhh, don't tell the authorities!
Anyway, Jill and I helped Eda move from Nakano to Nippori, because she decided she no longer wanted to be part of the West Tokyo Crew. ;__; I'd reserved the van from 11:30 to 9:00 and in spite of the rain*, we made fantastic time, getting the move done in just 2 trips, with a long break for lunch at Coco's, during which we helped Eda work out some details for the doujinshi she's going to draw. Seriously, it's going to be the best thing ever. Come on, admit it, you've always wanted to see the tenipuri boys on ice! XDDD
Jill and I are going to start our own moving company, Gaijin Girl Movers. I'll handle the driving and the logistics (what goes in the van when, etc.), and Jill will guard the van, pack the stuff in and assemble any furniture that needs assembling. Our motto? Yudan sezu ni ikou, bitches!
The navigation system in the van had us using surface streets the whole way, and traffic was surprisingly light. I got to honk at a twit on a bicycle who was in the middle of my lane and wearing earphones. We all misread Gokokuji as "Gekokujou", and somehow, each time, the 50-minute drive seemed to go by in the blink of an eye.
The first time I turned into the little street that leads to the even littler alley where Eda now lives, a purple-haired obaasan was selling vegetables from a truck, and her customers were blocking the road. I inched the van forward, waiting for them to get the hint and move out of the way already, and was given the dirtiest look I think I've ever received, courtesy of ol' pickled nasu face lady. Then, as Jill and I were running things into the building, we "met" one of Eda's neighbours, who will ever be Mr. Disgruntled to me. I mean, if you were about to go out, and a girl were struggling to get two unwieldly pieces of furniture up the step, you'd probably offer her a hand, if only so you could get to your shoes faster, right? Not this guy; Sourpuss just stood there, staring, as Jill finally got the pieces of the bed up from the genkan.
Once everything was inside, we helped Eda at least clear some space on her floor. Jill set to work assembling things, helped by Eda's Tool Bag of Manliness, and I piled things up in the corner. We did pretty good work, and since we had to get the van back from whence it had come, we opted for dinner in Nakano. An izakaya beckoned, and it was with great amusement that we watched Eda get tipsy on practically no alcohol at all! I actually had the most to drink of all of us, since Jill gave me her first drink, as she didn't like the taste.
It's a shame I didn't have my camera with me, but I didn't want to have to carry anything around, so here are some crappy shots from my phone. ( Click! )
* Note that I am more than happy to help a friend move by driving the van, but I seem to bring bad weather with me the first time 'round. With Jamie it was hail, with Becca it was a downpour, this time it was miserable drizzle. But the second time with Jamie, it was a gorgeous, sunny day. Second time's a charm? ^.^