the show must go on...
And what did I learn today but that the CAST of The Matrix was apparently in Shinjuku for last night's 11PM Revolutions opening? Damnit! Damnit! Red carpet, handshakes and EVERYTHING... like 20 minutes from my house.

Oh well, it probably would have meant more hoardes of screaming Japanese girls than I could have handled. And I probably wouldn't have gotten a seat either. Regardless, I still would have liked to have made obscene gestures at Keanu with my tongue just for jollies. But only, you know, if he was wearing that coat and those shades. Otherwise I could care less.

I'm really homesick and have been the past week or so. It sucks to admit it because I'd hoped I was stronger than that and that I'd like it here more than I do. Tokyo's a cool place and all but some things about it really bother me. And it isn't "culture shock" things, it's just general suck like the number of people. It's also harder to live here when I keep almost getting sick and haven't slept enough in the last three weeks. SOMETHING has to change but I'm not sure how to do it. The farther I float away from my old life and the more disconnected I become, the greater chance I think I have of finding out what needs to be done to keep myself happy. That's a life lesson I can live with.

I'm calling it a night since I've felt like dying since around 6PM. I looked at leather boots today and decided I definitely want some. I also decided I don't feel like paying for the ones that I want. BAH. Also discovered that I'm about 7 inches too tall to do a decent purikura (instant picture) in some booths. I have to bend over to fit my head in the picture. Unless you can adjust the camera... in which case I'm a silly bastard.

The department stores are playing Christmas carols. And someone ripped off half of the Disneyland Christmas sticker ad in the Yamanote-sen that was only put up yesterday. Hm.

It's still 70 degrees every day.

This is a weird place.