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A Grumpy Post from December 27th
Dec. 27th, 2009 05:33 pmI'm posting this because I wrote it and I sound like a miserable git. My holiday was actually really good, and I will endeavour to document it soon (how many times have I said that?).
December 27th
I find myself sitting in Starbucks on a backstreet in Yokohama, having previously attempted to find somewhere to sit in aforementioned coffee shop near the station, which was a grave mistake to make on a Sunday afternoon, and another reason why I refuse to go out on Sundays; a reason I forget about when I’ve spent more than enough Sundays lounging at home. My purpose for leaving the house is in quest of internet access, which was mysteriously lacking when I returned from my holiday in Okinawa yesterday. It being a Sunday, I’m unable to do anything about it at the moment.
So lack of internet, combined with fatigue and the obsessive compulsive neighbour next door, who’s on his fifth load of washing, has caused something of a revolting mood. I had hoped to Skype my family yesterday too. Odd, also that two things happened yesterday which I saw coming. First, one of my co-vacationers was given my coffee card to put points on (not by me I hasten to add), and I somehow knew she would lose it as soon as I saw it in her hand. No more than two minutes later she came to the table and upon being asked to produce my card discovered it to be missing. Turns out that the thieving son of a bitch standing in line behind her half-inched it when she put it down on the counter. Fortunately I had signed my name on the back, so when politely questioned by shop staff, he was forced to relinquish it. Then, whilst hanging about waiting for the monorail to the airport in Naha, I mentioned to my friend that I wouldn’t be surprised to find myself without internet access when I got home, given the ridiculous time I’ve had with it so far. And I was right.
I suspect my foul mood is due to having got fed up with not being by myself for 5 days. I was at least allowed to read my book without interference when needed. And not everyone pissed me off. It was more to do with a severe lack of caffeine than anything else.
Xmas was spent staring out of the windows of buses and factory outlet stores in Naha, as the trip to the beach for beer and loafing I had so looked forward to was disappointingly rained off. Had I been by myself, or in willing company, I would have gone to the beach anyway to leap around on the sand and enjoy the dull tropical blue of the sea shattered by raindrops. And then to cap it all I acquiesced to the carnivores and agreed to go to a Hawaiian steak restaurant for Xmas dinner. I had scallops and shrimp. The best thing was the blue cheese dressing on the salad .
Hmmm, this entry is pretty depressing, isn’t it? I seem to be in pretty bad mood these past few weeks.
December 27th
I find myself sitting in Starbucks on a backstreet in Yokohama, having previously attempted to find somewhere to sit in aforementioned coffee shop near the station, which was a grave mistake to make on a Sunday afternoon, and another reason why I refuse to go out on Sundays; a reason I forget about when I’ve spent more than enough Sundays lounging at home. My purpose for leaving the house is in quest of internet access, which was mysteriously lacking when I returned from my holiday in Okinawa yesterday. It being a Sunday, I’m unable to do anything about it at the moment.
So lack of internet, combined with fatigue and the obsessive compulsive neighbour next door, who’s on his fifth load of washing, has caused something of a revolting mood. I had hoped to Skype my family yesterday too. Odd, also that two things happened yesterday which I saw coming. First, one of my co-vacationers was given my coffee card to put points on (not by me I hasten to add), and I somehow knew she would lose it as soon as I saw it in her hand. No more than two minutes later she came to the table and upon being asked to produce my card discovered it to be missing. Turns out that the thieving son of a bitch standing in line behind her half-inched it when she put it down on the counter. Fortunately I had signed my name on the back, so when politely questioned by shop staff, he was forced to relinquish it. Then, whilst hanging about waiting for the monorail to the airport in Naha, I mentioned to my friend that I wouldn’t be surprised to find myself without internet access when I got home, given the ridiculous time I’ve had with it so far. And I was right.
I suspect my foul mood is due to having got fed up with not being by myself for 5 days. I was at least allowed to read my book without interference when needed. And not everyone pissed me off. It was more to do with a severe lack of caffeine than anything else.
Xmas was spent staring out of the windows of buses and factory outlet stores in Naha, as the trip to the beach for beer and loafing I had so looked forward to was disappointingly rained off. Had I been by myself, or in willing company, I would have gone to the beach anyway to leap around on the sand and enjoy the dull tropical blue of the sea shattered by raindrops. And then to cap it all I acquiesced to the carnivores and agreed to go to a Hawaiian steak restaurant for Xmas dinner. I had scallops and shrimp. The best thing was the blue cheese dressing on the salad .
Hmmm, this entry is pretty depressing, isn’t it? I seem to be in pretty bad mood these past few weeks.
