I don’t like a dot in a circle in a birght color. Whether it’s a big dot or small dot, or whether it’s red, orange, or pink, I don’t like it. I think Target brand mark is absolutely nasty and unacceptable. So, when I see hundreds of ‘a dot in a circle’ marks flying around in Target’s ads, I get my OCD tsunami attack. I feel like I must take the dots away from the circles and shape them into starts. Eggs on a frying pan used to bother me too, so I always poked the yolk to disturb the dotness.

I just finished eating my birthday cheesecake. I ate it with chopsticks but it didn’t taste as good as when I eat it with a fork. I don’t know why but I felt like the creaminess of the cake disappeared when I had it with ohashi. It was almost like eating sauteed crushed tofu with some cream on top.

(It was definitely NOT because I couldn’t scoop it well enough. I am the chopstick master.)

Sing Happy b-day to Mika
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(^ Happy B-day song in EarlyMusic/Chant style)

I sometimes think about how we’d be judged by God or angels or whoever’s in charge after we die. It’d really suck if everyone I know gets to watch a video of my whole life and decide whether they want me in the heaven or not. Not like I’ve killed anybody in secret or anything but it’s a scary thought if the concept of privacy does not exist in the heaven. Maybe you all will be seeing me stealing my housemate’s stir fry in the video someday… how embarrassing that’d be!

I like the smell of the air after it rains. I don’t like the smell of carpets after it rains. They smell like stinky feet.

I’m a professional tea pot burner. I’ve burnt at least 4 or 5 pots so far. I just can’t remember to turn it off and as I said before, I don’t have a good nose. By the time my nose senses this nauseating, burnt smell, all the water has evaporated and sometimes the bottom of the pan is burnt in the shape of the stove. I know. It’s really scary.
When I did that last time, I left the house for 2 hours (Luckly, my roommate noticed soon enough…) and when I got back, the whole house smelled like pot, as in Marijuana. I was like, “hey.. who’s been smoking pot in my apartment?” and then, I remembered about the pot, as in tea pot.
Why did my tea leaves smell like marijuana? I have no idea.. It’s suppposed to be guava tea leaves and tea doesn’t make me so happy. Maybe if I smoke it..

Anyways, I’ll just have to have somebody to make my tea. Any volunteers?

If I stay in a bookstore for a long enough time, I alyways ALWAYS feel like going to a bathroom.. Is it just me or everyone else too? I feel the same way as I feel before presentations or stage performance. The air in the bookstore makes me nervous and excited…
It’s a little annoying because most bookstores that I go to don’t have bathrooms for customers. I wonder if they intentionally make the customers want to go to the bathrooms, so that they won’t do tachiyomi.. ( -> reading books without buying them) That’d be an interesting/frustrating strategy.
Just writing and thinking about this makes me feel like going to the bathroom.

I’ve glued my fingers together with a permanent glue before. I was in 3rd grade and I was trying to build a plastic model of house or something. The teacher told us to be especially careful with the glue and I knew at the very moment that I’d glue my finger on something. And I did. I glued the tips of my thumb and index finger together, so it made a circle like a “you did goood” circle. (I suppose it’d have been worse if all my fingers except for the middle one got glued onto my palm.) I was so scared that my fingers were never going to come apart but they did, thanks to extra warm water. Phew.

I like mixing orange juice and milk. It tastes quite yummy. I like how milk tastes like yogurt. Everyone gives me this “she’s gone crazy” face whenever I do this, so unless I know the people around me well enough, I usually do it when nobody’s around.

I’ll post my tragus pic soon..

Yesterday, I talked about how sacred my nose is but it doesn’t mean that I have a good nose. In fact, my nostril nerve reacts very slowly. Let’s say I have some rotten food in my frige. I would eat them until they are almost all gone and then, I start noticing this funny, sour taste/smell. If I ask anybody else to smell it, they would instantaneously go “Ogghh!” and cover their mouth with an absolutely disgusted expression on their faces. I’m not sure how I survived for the last twenty years without getting food-poisoned. It’s not like I only keep fresh food in my frige. In fact, my frige often gets pretty close to fugus paradise. Maybe I’m immune to them.. or maybe it’s the green tea. Green tea rules. Whenever I eat bad food, I drink green tea afterwards and believe that they can kill any fugus, germs, or viruses. Yeah, so here’s a tip of the day: Do not fear rotten food. Use the force of green tea.

I have several weak points around or on my face. The most distinct one is my nose. If anybody touches my nose, I’d stop breathing. (Btw, I think breathing sounds just like breeding.) I can’t instantly change my breathing method from nostril to oral breathing. My nose would start twitching involuntarily as it senses somebody’s finger approaching towards it. And I’d get extremely violent when somebody tries to touch or pinch my nose. It’s such a sacred part of my body.

I got my driver’s license yesterday!

Somebody told me that I’d die if I die in my dreams. I know that that’s not true because I’ve done that before. When I was in the 7th or 8th grade, I got eaten by a shark in my dream. I’ve been sharkphobic for all my life and I guess that dream relected how strong my fear is. I was cruising on a boat and I went into the water to swim around a little. Then, I saw a shark coming towards me and I quickly got back on the boat. That didn’t solve the problem because the shark came up on board too!! As I ran away from it, it chased me, using its tail (and he was fast) just as humans use legs. (left, right, left…like that) I went around a corner and hid there but it found me and ate me. When I woke up, I felt so sorry for me because I got killed in such a tricky way (Sharks should not run!) and cried for me. Poor me…

I went to a CPR class today. Every time I perform CPR on dummies, I get very embarrassed. I’m horrible at acting and even in the smallest role play, I can’t help shrinking with embarrassment. Especially when the one that I’m talking to is a dummy, I say to myself in my mind “what am I doing.. why am I making a worried face and asking a dummy questions that *I* make up the answers of… and of course, it has no pulse and no breathing.”
Anyways, I got certified, so it’s all good..

Some people told me that I would be a good negotiator. Maybe. I think I’d be a very good unreasonable negotiator. I can imagine myself telling a criminal that I would give him *candies* if he lets go of the hostages.

Criminal P “I want a hundred billion yen RIGHT NOW.”
Me “Alright.. how about two milky candies?”
Criminal P “..What?”
Me “That’s right.. you’ll get TWO candies if you come out now.. yeah? Yeah.”
Cirminal P “What the hell..”
Me “Fine.. boy, you’re a tough one, aren’t you.. alright, what about FOUR candies plus a GREEN TEA ice crem.. yumm”

The criminal would be so confused and frustrated that he would just come out of the building to ask for a better negotiator. And I win. Yeah, maybe that wouldn’t be such a bad job, although it’s possible that my co-workers may get angry and shoot me. We’ll have to see about that.

Whenever I see a bus in front of my car, I think of bathrooms. When people get off a bus, it looks like the bus is excreting. During the rush hours, the buses eat too much food and get bad bowl movements. When there are fewer people getting off, they look like rabbit poops. You know what I mean?
Ok. I’ll stop.

Japanese people use onomotopoea for almost everything. Here’re some of them:
Pigs – boo boo, Ducks – gaa gaa, Chicks – piyo piyo, Lion – gAooo, Babies -ongya ongya, Frogs – kero kero/gero gero/geko geko, Dogs – one one, Cats – nyaa nyaa.

Those are understandable but how about these:
Anger- poon poon, Sad – shiku shiku, Blushing – po, Hungry – peko peko, Spinning – guru guru, Embarrashed girls – ehe.

More?
Bowing hard – peko peko, Rubbing – suri suri, Drinking joyfully – gubi gubi, Applause – pachi pachi.

PG-13 area:
Peeing (men) – jobo jobo, Kissing – chu, Flirty noise – ufun (women use only), Drunken people – oui.

R rated:
Please refer to Mako’s comment.

Tree Children. I like mushrooms. I like mushroom mushrooms better than shiiake mushrooms. I was going to take a mushroom and related fugus class this summer. I love them that much. Not particularly eating them but cutting them makes me happy. I guess it’s the texture that I like most about them but also, seeing almost 2-dimensional kinoko somehow warms up my heart. Ah..

Do you ever get a happy attack where you can’t stop laughing for a loong time for no clear reason? I do. In fact, I had one just a couple days ago. I heard something that made me giggle a little bit at first and then, I just started laughing until my stomach muscles were torn apart. Well, almost. I felt as if there was a serotonin flood in my brain. It was amazing.
I think the serotonin flow sometimes has a constipated/diarrhea condition. A constipated condition of serotonin is so-called depression and the diarrhea condition is the happy attack. So, anti-depressant drugs like Zoloft is like Ex-Lax for your brain. It sounds a little bacchii but I think it’s a pretty effective way to describe what a happy attack is like.
I was exhausted and not so happy the next day though.. I must have used up all my serotonin that day.

I was watching part of Terminator 1 last week. There was a scene where the main girl and the good guy were chased by the terminator and the girl freaked out way more than she probably needed to. That sort of things happen very often in SF or Horror movies and it irritates me. Most of the time, they do something absolutely stupid like falling down where there is NO obstacle at all, and because of that, some other important characters often get injured or killed. Aghhhhhhh! What is more annoying is that these girls usually get to do something cool towards the end that saves good people. I suppose that that compensates for what she did earlier but isn’t that frustrating. I can’t help feeling that those girls deserved to die when they did something silly. Anybody who feel the same way as me, please raise your hands now.

It’s just too “feminine” in a stereotypical way. Weak, useless, stupid…and the only reason that the girls get away with it, meaning they survive to the end, is because they are pretty females. I think that more people would be annoyed if they used pretty men for those cho meiwaku yaro (-> extremely bothering bastard) roles.

Last night, I thought one of the balls of the barbell on my tragus fell off and I flipped out. (Sorry, Mako..) I can’t really see the entire jewerly and my tragus is less sensitive than last week, so it’s hard to feel whether all parts of my jewerly are there or not.
I said that my tragus piercing was the first piercing I’ve ever done but I just remembered that that’s not completely true. When I was in the 3rd grade, my family went to Palau and one day, we went fishing. As I was fiddling with the fishing tools, I accidentally hooked the skin on my right foot. The strange thing was that it didn’t bleed at all, even though the hook went pretty deep into my skin and came out at least 2cm away from the initial point. I didn’t even feel the pain and I remember seeing the skin streched as I pulled the hook upward. I must have stabbed the acupuncture points and managed to miss all the blood vessels. I eventually had to take the hook out because it looked pretty scary but if I had left it there for a couple months, that would have made a fine piercing on my foot.

Yeah, I wasn’t a very deft kid. I fished myself.. Quite stupid.