MetaAnomie

The wifey went to visit the psychic today and as it turns out, I wasn’t a European prostitute after all. I was the Italian (or Spanish) son of a silver maker or something bad-ass like that. Which the wifey and I laughed about because of when I was mistaken for being Italian at a really upscale restaurant we went to a few years back and the entire staff always insisted in speaking Italian to me.

Among other things we learned:

1. The princess will develop a very “unique” personality
2. She has a high probability of being a porn star unless we constantly ward away the solicitations (yes, we were actually told our daughter will probably be a porn star)
3. The land we are looking at purchasing is perfect, unless it ends up being unavailable, in which then it’s not perfect — or something
4. I worry about lots of shit but I don’t tell anybody
5. I think the princess is cute now, but I’m going be utterly retard over her when she starts speaking
6. The wifey should put effort into cheering me up (Garter belt and high heels? Slutty nurse uniform? Handcuffs?)
7. Me and the wifey will be together forever (aww)

There was lots more but, ugh, I forgot already.

Anyways, I had a crappy yesterday (visa renewal, work, blah), and a relatively crappy start to my morning (managing to spill a glass of diet coke all over our DVD deck), but i’m in a pretty good mood now actually. Mainly because I got to meet up with the wifey for coffee after her meeting with the psychic.

When you live with two ladies as pretty as this, it’s hard to stay pissed off for too long.

Band practice went really well this week. We ended up getting a hell of a lot done. First of all, we finally worked out “Lucy.” The second part of the verses had been bothering Masato and I for a while and we finally got it changed to something everyone could agree on. We actually changed it last week as well but listening to the mp3 from the studio, it just wasn’t right yet. We ended up leaving Masato’s new bass line in (which is really nice) and I completely changed the drum part up. I think it works really well now, and it flows nicely.

Second of all, we made yet another new song. We were just jamming as always and the song pretty much made itself. The chorus, verses, and melody were solid right from the beginning and all four of us were really into it. It’s simple, straight, a bit poppy, and it really reminds me of the feeling we had when we first jammed out “Escape These Moments.” It just kind of came together naturally and we all felt really good about it. Anyhow, I’m looking forward to working out some of the details next week.

Masato and Emi dropped by our place last night for a few beers and it so felt like a Friday night all of a sudden. We just chatted, got pizza (again), and hung out. Really wish we all could hang more often. I think we need to get another fit-and-friends drinking party planned for one day soon.

Anyways, things just never seem to cool down and the wifey and I have yet another packed weekend to look forward to. And house looking of course. We are going to check out more lots this go round.

I have been in a stupidly good mood for the last two days, which is really odd because I am never in a good mood. What makes it even odder is that I really don’t have any particular reason. If anything, with the way my days have been going, I should be being really pissed off and negative, as well, always. I think someone must have given me a brain transplant in my sleep.

I’m going into the studio with fit tonight and this weekend I got some more house looking to do. And the wifey is going to go see a psychic, where she can hear about me being pretty much just the same as I am now in a past life, like reincarnation has got stuck in a infinite stupidity loop.

Why is it that I get the feeling that I was a slightly average looking European hooker with a coke habit?

Anyone have any other votes?

This weekend, the wifey and I took Anna out for yet another day of house searching.

We have found a lot of “potentials” but it’s hard; almost everything you find that looks really good on the surface ends up having it’s negative side. The first day we went house searching, we found the following place:

The house was massive for Tokyo, rather modern, and pretty much just what we were looking for size and price wise. The realtor then introduced us to the reason why it was going for such a low price:

1) It was in the middle of a graveyard

Badass!

Shit, I would probably pay extra for that.

In Tokyo, pretty much every place you look at is smashed between all the other buildings, to the extent that almost no light enters and you can quite literally reach out of your window into someone else’s house. Either that or you are looking directly at a concrete wall. Being in the middle of a cemetery, it was crazy bright and had no house squished on it. Besides, when you die you can just move next door.

Practical!

2) The driveway was just skinny enough that a car wouldn’t fit down it

This was the killer for us, but not for the reason you might think. I honestly probably would have still went with this considering I don’t really have any plans to get a car here in Tokyo. The problem was that this house was built as an exception to the law, in that you are required to have at least somewhere around 2 meters (if I remember correctly) of width to the passageway for emergency purposes. In other words, they somehow got the OK from the government to build the house, but there isn’t any insurance that the OK would come down again if you wanted to build something else there. And obviously, just like we didn’t want to take a risk like that with a lifetime purchase, not many other people would want to either, meaning a place like this is really fucking hard to sell. To be honest, if I planned to live there the rest of my life, I might have considered it. That’s probably not going to be our situation though so we had to strike it off, even though it seriously hurts my feelings.

Here is another fun one:

Not bad right?

However…

Nope, those are not shutters. That is a steel fucking plate hard mounted over the window — every window in fact over the back side of the house. This was one of those few places that had space in the back of it, not another building within arm’s length. Somehow, the people living behind it were able to force the builders to steel plate all the rear windows because they didn’t want to be looked down on or for whatever reason. Two thoughts: why would I pay out the ass to live in a house with boarded up windows and would I really want to live next to an neighbor (apparently with a lot of power) who forces their neighbors to board up THEIR windows? Insane.

So yeah, we are still looking (laugh).

Sunday, we met up with Hana, Yamato, and Mami to go out to Costco. We actually put a lot of effort into cutting down on our purchases this time. Somehow we managed to spend even more than usual though. That place is evil, I tell you.

After two weeks of having somebody sick, we were finally able to get all four of us in the studio for rehearsal. It went good for the most part. We did some work on “Lucy” and “Over” and played around with some new ideas. We also went through some of our other mess just for the hell of it. And went drinking of course, as always.

I’ve been rather productive and happy the last few days. Not sure which one is causing which, or if there is any causality at all for that matter, but I’m in a good mood for once — so yeah. I just started using Sage again as my feed reader and so far I am liking it. The reason I stopped using it before was because I was always checking sites at different computers, but now I’m not, so yeah, I figured I would give it another try.

As for this weekend, the wifey will be going out of town on Saturday so I get a full day of princess lovin’. The day after we have plans to go to Costco with some friends to buy a whole lot of shit we don’t need. Oh, and more house looking tomorrow maybe.

This weekend, the wifey and I did another round of house searching. We found some pretty nice places but nothing has really hit home yet. At the moment, the best option we have found is to buy a lot and build. I’m still not 100% sold though. We just got to keep working it.

On Saturday, I met up with the guys to go see the Rage Against the Machine show. The music was fantastic — really tight, but we couldn’t see much of anything. Both the stage and the monitors were pretty much totally out of view. Just way too many people. The crowd was insane though. We were near the back of the venue but everyone was flying all over the place. It’s probably one of the roughest shows I’ve been to in a good few years now. Really fun though.

Their set consisted of all the classics and they didn’t play any new material, but that didn’t surprise me much considering I haven’t heard anything about them working on any new stuff. I kind of wish they would though. It would be neat to see what they could put out.

By the way, there was a foreigner in the train station screaming “Fuck you, I wont do what you tell me!” over and over again while waiting in line to get his ticket fixed. Too funny, too funny.

Welp, it’s only a few hours until my weekend starts! I’m so looking forward to it too. If there is anything I love more than weekends, it most definitely has to be three day weekends.

Anyways, lots of stuff I’m ready to get working on. I want to do some more work on the fit site,  need to do some PHP code ports in the process, and I got a couple of other little things on the table that are just sitting there waiting. Where to begin, where to begin.

Well, it seems like I’m over my Norovirus, or at least the worst of it anyway, but the cold I caught before it, or the flu, or whatever the hell it is has decided to linger on a bit more. I’m feeling a lot better though. And I can occasionally breath through my nostrils, so I figure that’s always a good sign.

I got an invite to go to a Rage Against the Machine show this weekend here in Tokyo so I’m psyched about that. Granted, I’m about a decade too late but hey, late is better than never right? Beats out my time lag for seeing Madonna anyway.

Besides that, I got a lunch date with the wifey planned on Saturday and we are probably going to do some more house looking the day after. That’s pretty much all I have planned so far, which is good, because that’s the entire weekend. Oh, but we do have Monday off, which means I probably would be sleeping if it was a year earlier and the princess wasn’t born yet.

I don’t know if it is general exhaustion, sickness recovery, stress, or boredom but I have had these brief little episodes of insanity over the past two days. I see myself waking up tomorrow holding someone’s severed head looking up at a beautifully symmetric mural of blood splattered across the ceiling of my bathtub. If I don’t post in a while, do know why.

Speaking of, I have a feeling that the secret to the universe either involves recursion, holograms, or pie — maybe a combination of all three. I guess I need to get working on that idea as soon as I finish cutting off strangers’ heads.

Just when I thought I was getting over my cold, I managed to get hit with the Norovirus. The symptoms started at about nine o’clock last night and I spent the entire evening throwing up and shivering. Unfortunately, the wifey started showing symptoms soon after I did, so we are both out of it. I’m just really hoping we don’t pass this on to the princess. If it was one of us, that would be one thing but, you know, what can you do. Just trying to be as careful as possible.

Well, the fit blog is now up, so go link away if you feel inclined. It’s a fun mix of both English and Japanese, and above all, almost never, ever updated (laugh). Hopefully that will change over the next month though.

Finally, I’ll leave you with my favorite Super Bowl commercial for 2008. This one is way too funny.