On some evenings I will return home, either slightly buzzed or terribly drunk, from a dinner filled with yakitori and alcohol to boot. Last night was one of those nights.

I haven't seen Koichi for two weeks, since Katrina came to see Kitakyushu - it has become customary to take any of my friends there for dinner. It's just the greatest place to relax, eat and drink well.

"Ohisashiburi!" he hollered. I walked through as usual, fit my jacket onto one of the hangers and sat by Tim and Yuki. Kondo followed shortly by asking me what I wanted to start off with. I spent a few seconds wondering.

"Nama". Draft (beer) if you will. He passed me a notepad and a pen and I wrote down my starting selections for dinner.

It's one of those treasured things really. Every week I go to Koichi's. You probably know that by now after infinite mentions of his joint.

Today was otherwise boring - I had one 1-nensei class with Takeuchi sensei and spent the rest of the day in front of my laptop. I have now physically taped an ethernet cable from the wall, trailing on the floor, to my nearby desk. No one seemed to mind. I had so much free time I played people on Yahoo! Games in both their rendition of Battleship and Checkers.

This evening I decided to stay home - the desire to rest hung over me this entire week, especially in the latter half. The absence of hustle in the staff room probably added to it (too quiet?). On a good note, I did get this weblog up to speed and done. Not in vain.