ok, i’ve got about 15 minutes before the battery on my ibook runs out, so i should write quickly.
uh, now i’m drawing a blank. flying to japan.
again.
it’s funny, when i was younger i never thought that i would ever leave the united states (due to growing up poor, i guess). i was so envious of people who jet-setted around the globe. and now i find myself one of those very same jet-setting-around-the-globe types.
but it seems far less exotic and romantic when i’m the one doing the jet-setting. when i was young i always envisioned someone like david bowie putting on a nice suit and dark glasses and taking a limo to some exotic airport and then flying to some other exotic airport and doing exotic things.
international air travel always seemed to be so exciting and romantic.
but reading usa-today while sitting in a cheap plastic airport chair while waiting for a delayed flight to take off isn’t quite as exciting and romantic as i’d always envisioned international air-travel to be.
the last time i was in tokyo i had the good fortune of arriving 2 weeks after the first vegan restaurant in tokyo had opened up.
that was an awkward sentence, huh.
but it was a great restaurant. i hope that they’re still open. i’m assuming that they are, seeing as the last time that i was in tokyo was about 7 months ago. thinking about their garlic-rice is making me hungry. can i go there when we land? please?
i’m ever so hungry and i promise not to pee on the floor this time.
well, no, i didn’t pee on the floor that last time that i was there.
i’m just trying to make this journal entry a little bit racier.
spicier. more excitinger.
oh, the people are waking up. i’m so envious of people who can sleep easily.
i had a little bit of sleep, but i’ve spent most of the trip reading and playing with my computer. that’s why the battery is about to die.
i want garlic-rice, please.
-moby