Whatever it was that resided in my Kamakura apartment with me used to stop the wall clock in the kitchen—I went through dozens of batteries and several clocks before I just gave up. The only time I got annoyed by my unseen “roommate” was when my spoons started disappearing (kind of hard to lose spoons in a tiny two-room apartment), followed by the remote control for the TV. I got my spoons back, but never the remote.
A couple of times I woke up and saw someone leaning over me, but all in all, the entity in my apartment seemed curious more than anything else.
Aug 30, 2005, 11:55AM PDT | 1 comment
There’s a certain warm and fuzzy feeling to having the chefs of a kaiten zushiya (conveyor belt sushi shop) start making my favorite sushi when I walk through the door. Or having the owner of my favorite sandwich shop remember my order even though I’d been out of town for years! Stuff like that keeps me coming back.
Aug 30, 2005, 11:48AM PDT | 0 comments
I despise clothes shopping. It’s hard to find stuff that fits. I also have given up on makeup and jewelry (I used to love jewelry). And as you might guess, I don’t feel very attractive. I sure could use some tips on how to be well-dressed.
Aug 19, 2005, 10:39AM PDT | 1 cheer | 0 comments