Nyotaimori

yesterday in class, i’m sitting there in the corner amidst the Korean High School Girls minding my own business and i glance over at gloria-san and she is not wearing a bra! and her shirt is semi-low cut! i felt like a dirty perv!

later on though i bonded with KHSG in our shared hatred of jesse-the-dumbass-san. this boy….he is so incredibly irritating. i can’t even, oh man. he makes me so angry. but in a laughable, you-can’t-really-be-pissed-because-he’s-just-so-dumb way. see, he really likes dragonball z. he is a serious anime otaku (obsessed fan). one of the ones which overboards into trying to be japanese. so…like me. but way more obsessed and irritating. it’s funny how everytime i come in contact with otaku i am reminded that though all my friends think i am obsessed, i will NEVER be a true geek. and that is good. very, very good. i mean, for those of you from UPS, between me and francesco there is really no comparison. and jesse (minus the boom voice) is way more irritating than francesco.

yesterday, for example, we were learning colors and sensei was saying things like, ‘oh marcus-san’s shirt is white. (my added comment here is that he looked damn hot in it too. oh ho.)’ ‘this book is red.’ blah blah whatever. so she got to black. and jesse was wearing a black shirt. he then held up his sunglasses. then his pen. then stood up to show his pants. then his shoes. forcing the teacher to name each item and say his name and black over and over again.

she did this because she is a weak pathetic excuse for a teacher. he did this because he is an otaku extrovert who wants to be teacher’s pet. the KHSG corner + me attempted not to throw our heavy $100 books at his head. thus proving that though some of us might be showing our nipples, and some of us might be looking at said nipples, we are still the bigger people in terms of decorum and behavior.

lately my brother and i have turned who can sleep in the longest into a game. the game portion comes about because generally there’s some kind of leftover food in the fridge and whoever gets to it first, then doesn’t starve the rest of the day. it’s a funny game since neither of us has the money to go buy food, so really those leftovers are all we’ve got.

on his birthday, i won for the first time since he moved back in. it was quite an exciting morning. i didn’t even feel slightly guilty or bad about ruining his birthday morning like that. that’s what weeks of starvation will do to a person though, i suppose.

i feel a little bad now. but i am totally winning again today because he was carousing until 6 am. apparently it is a love/hate relationship. as all good siblings should have. happy birthday, sucker.

love,

michele

the 111 minna time of fun which none of you came to was pretty fucking sweet. (note: that “you” excludes kristen, jason, and kristina). 111 minna is the new 26 mix. that place is a nice space i have to say. and my brother was good and mike b was good and the people watching was fun. and i wore light up shoes and my new t-shirt (personally modified. watch out when i suddenly grab the scissors and create interesting lace up designs on my stylus wear. although this time my brother said, and i quote, “this one isn’t as bad as the last one.” the last one was a tad risque.)

driving home tonight i was coming up my street when i almost ran over 10 or so high school boys who were playing on skateboards in the middle of the road. it’s like a convention of hot underage-ness 5 houses away from me. i wish i was brave enough to go down there and hit them up. for sex.

today i spent some time at ellie’s place in oakland and was shown pictures of the baby growing inside her belly. there were helpful notes printed on the photos which said things such as ‘nose’, ‘toes’, ‘hands’. you could see it’s spine. ellie said that the doctor person also pointed out the spleen. because apparently you can see the baby’s spleen in an ultrasound. is it just me, or is that gross? i’m ok with the head, hands, etc, but the spleen? the spleen? i mean, who wants to see the inner organs of something that is growing inside of you? that is just whack. i was even a little creeped out by the spine.

the hands though were cute because they were crossed in front of the face as if they were resting on the forehead. tiny little zygote!

dj chuck and dj mike barrett are spinning this thursday (sept 11, i know, i know) at 111 minna (good lord, they have a blog) in san francisco. it will be wicked awesome and you should all come (all of you who live around here). i apologize for those of you who read the webpage all the time since i am also sending out an email notifier. but….i am a supportive little sister and i don’t want anyone to miss out on the dancing and the social interaction. =)

the show goes on from 7pm – 2am and is free if you get there before 9pm. after 9 it is $8.

here are directions.

SO, if you have nothing else doing thursday night, please come. and i hope to see some of you there.