Saturday Night

Work's been busy, lots of lesson prep.  Still trying to catch up from Golden Week...

 

 

Saturday:

Pretty much continued when I got back from Morioka.  Got a bunch of stuff around the house to do, and actually managed to get everything done.  I even called my mom in the States.  Then need to hit the road back to Morioka, pick up my wingman from Shizukuishi, and meet up with the girl from a week ago.  Oh, and I got a copy of my pizza poster!

Tried to shop for meat (there's a lot of meat jokes that weekend) for my friend's birthday BBQ the next day.  Burgers here aren't like in the States, no frozen patties in a box.  Had to go old school and make the patties from ground beef.  And like most foods here, cost a pretty penny extra than the States.

 

Picked up my wingman and returned to Morioka almost an hour late, and then spent a few more minutes finding the izakaya (because I read the wrong Japanese name on the FB message).  Met some acquaintances from last week, plus the friend that the girl brought.  To set the tone here, I've been going hardcore for past 2 days with 2 hrs of sleep, at a rest stop in my car.  It escalated very quickly: first beer became rounds of sake, and her friend was running me to the ground.  Some point that night, I mixed soy sauce with sake (and drank it).  By the time we stumbled into a karaoke, I blacked out.

 

According to my wingman, I sang Backstreet Boys (a staple song even when I'm not faded), passed out in the cab back to his apartment, fell out of the cab and laid outside in front of his apartment.  I blew it, but I wasn't feeling the vibe from the girl anyway.

 

Oh well, it's only been a month in Japan, so there'll always be another...