Heard yesterday:
Tim: Shingo's hair isn't blonde anymore, it's dark.
Amber: Are you sure? It's silver.
Tim: Not when I saw him last night on SMAP bistro.

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Our bi-weekly ALT meeting took place, as usual, this afternoon. We're granted the luxury of leaving school a little before lunch time to head home, accomplish an errand or two and then go to the meeting to discuss our past two weeks at school.

Many expressed their opinions of the current scheduling system. Many didn't like the practice of switching schools almost every week while others didn't mind it at all. It was good to see the mixed opinions.

Afterwards I walked back towards home and picked up some beverages at the grocery store, reaping the reward of payday. Soon after, Cayce came by to manage his most recent digital stills so that he could burn them onto CD-R using my trusty laptop.

"It's my birthday."
"You're lying," I said, after feeling the burn of two nights in a row of Yakyuudori.
"Nope. I'm serious."

While he spent a bit more time placing his pictures into desktop folders I knocked out in bed for a good twenty minutes. Soon we were on a bus to Yakyuudori. My third straight day.

I'm glad I went. Koichi brought out some Asti "Gancia" wine, now a favorite (and I didn't like wine very much beforehand). He also brought out a small cake. Celebrations indeed. It was, once again, regrettable that I did not bring my camera with me. Thankfully Cayce had his own Powershot - a digital Elph that was just as good and smaller than my camera. So we took snaps at various portions of the evening.

Yoshiko came by - Koichi summoned her by cel. So we chatted it while she came just to stop by and say hi. Her new accessory, a pair of cute glasses, fit her well. Eventually I was talking to her while Cayce was talking to two elementary school english teachers, one woman who spoke exceptional english.

Eventually the night was over. Cayce and I parted as he went towards the station to catch his train home. The two teachers that headed out also parted. One went with Cayce to the station and the other joined me on the bus home, as she had the same route.

The young woman not only spoke perfect English, but she was pretty open about her past and just life in general. Even when we all were at Koichi's just fifteen minutes before she was discussing heartbreaks, the ambiguities of men she dated, what have you.

As the bus approached my destination, Kanada 2-chome, she continued asking questions about men in general. She wanted answers.

"I'm not sure," I nodded. "It really depends on the guy." With that I slipped my bus card into a slot, removed it once the proper amount was withdrawn, and walked off the bus to my apartment just five minutes away.