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Back to abnormal, I suppose
Apparently we did not thoroughly debug the school, because there were still 2 or 3 of them around today. But I guess that's better than a ton. The school smelled kind of funny today, though. At one point I swear the lobby was battling with the smells of bug spray, air freshener, and a 2-year-old kid.
Head Trainer Kirk's visit wasn't so bad after all. He was mostly helping us with some paperwork and talking to me about training stuff, and didn't shadow any classes. I went to lunch with him at a curry place called "Little Spoon" near Akabane station, which was pretty good. Hirakawa-kakaricho also came by for a bit to do some interviews, so that was interesting as well.
Classes went ok, not much I feel like saying in particular about them. I exchanged phone email addresses with my Headways class, because the last few weeks, there's one guy who is ALWAYS there, without fail -- and the other two students always email him to tell me if they're going to be absent. So I said "It's ok, you can just email me directly!"
Eri made me try a new bakery near the station for dinner. It's called "Cheese Cake Factory" and is no relation to the American chain of restaurants. They do have some cheesecake, and unlike the other bakery they have things like pizza, but they are in general more expensive. On the OTHER hand, they had yakisobapan! I hadn't had that at all since moving to Japan, so I was really happy! I also got this fantastic ichigo-pan, basically the same bread as an-pan but filled with strawberry jelly. SO yummy.
On the train home from work, I heard these two (college-age?) guys studying their English book. They were essentially just going through vocab words in order. "Discriminate..." "Digest..." and so on. It was funny listening to them talking about it. Like, they'd say in Japanese something like "'Discriminate', that's like 'discrimination', it means choosing one person over another." "Is that a bad thing?" "Yeah... maybe? I think?" I started giggling at one of their definitions at one point, and I think they realized I was laughing at them, but they laughed about it too. I half-expected them to ask me for help, but they didn't, so I didn't offer any. Whatever.
I was originally thinking I'd go grab food from somewhere, but instead I decided to stay at home, make some noodles, and do the laundry that can air dry easily indoors, and I even cleaned my apartment. Kind of. I mean, I went through and threw out some trash, but no matter what I do this place looks cluttered. That's just the way things are when you essentially live in an 8x10 room.
I'm not going to stay up until 4am to listen to the Phillies play their first playoff game, although I might try to get up a little early and see if it's possible at all to get playoff tickets for the Lotte-Softbank game on 10/8. I don't expect to be able to, so if I can at all, bonus. We'll see what happens. They go on sale at 10am, which is about what time I expect to wake up. Of course, the weather forecast says Chiba will be hit by severe rain on 10/8 anyway. Go figure. I hate typhoons.
Head Trainer Kirk's visit wasn't so bad after all. He was mostly helping us with some paperwork and talking to me about training stuff, and didn't shadow any classes. I went to lunch with him at a curry place called "Little Spoon" near Akabane station, which was pretty good. Hirakawa-kakaricho also came by for a bit to do some interviews, so that was interesting as well.
Classes went ok, not much I feel like saying in particular about them. I exchanged phone email addresses with my Headways class, because the last few weeks, there's one guy who is ALWAYS there, without fail -- and the other two students always email him to tell me if they're going to be absent. So I said "It's ok, you can just email me directly!"
Eri made me try a new bakery near the station for dinner. It's called "Cheese Cake Factory" and is no relation to the American chain of restaurants. They do have some cheesecake, and unlike the other bakery they have things like pizza, but they are in general more expensive. On the OTHER hand, they had yakisobapan! I hadn't had that at all since moving to Japan, so I was really happy! I also got this fantastic ichigo-pan, basically the same bread as an-pan but filled with strawberry jelly. SO yummy.
On the train home from work, I heard these two (college-age?) guys studying their English book. They were essentially just going through vocab words in order. "Discriminate..." "Digest..." and so on. It was funny listening to them talking about it. Like, they'd say in Japanese something like "'Discriminate', that's like 'discrimination', it means choosing one person over another." "Is that a bad thing?" "Yeah... maybe? I think?" I started giggling at one of their definitions at one point, and I think they realized I was laughing at them, but they laughed about it too. I half-expected them to ask me for help, but they didn't, so I didn't offer any. Whatever.
I was originally thinking I'd go grab food from somewhere, but instead I decided to stay at home, make some noodles, and do the laundry that can air dry easily indoors, and I even cleaned my apartment. Kind of. I mean, I went through and threw out some trash, but no matter what I do this place looks cluttered. That's just the way things are when you essentially live in an 8x10 room.
I'm not going to stay up until 4am to listen to the Phillies play their first playoff game, although I might try to get up a little early and see if it's possible at all to get playoff tickets for the Lotte-Softbank game on 10/8. I don't expect to be able to, so if I can at all, bonus. We'll see what happens. They go on sale at 10am, which is about what time I expect to wake up. Of course, the weather forecast says Chiba will be hit by severe rain on 10/8 anyway. Go figure. I hate typhoons.
Glad the bugs are gone..
Anyway.. fist pitch occured a minute ago.. If there is anything worth reporting later, I'll post here or on my own blog.
Phils crapped out.. 4-2 loss