"Its translucent color so alluring and taste and aroma so gentle and mellow offer admiring feelings of a graceful lady. Enjoy soft and juicy Kasugai Muscat Gummy."
Egads, but Japanese candy leaves me breathless, staring in awe at the delicious cartoony characters with huge bobble-heads dancing about on the label.
Last night brought a visit with a fellow d-lander. We have bonded over the fact that we both belong to that rare society of D&D-playing homos -- for some reason, a sub-group with a vanishingly small membership. Despite the fact that he has somehow never seen The Simpsons, I had fun. After all, how could one not, what with all the Japanese campiness and Elvira, Mistress of the Dark?
Besides, I visited a bit of Queens. Generally, people who do not live in Queens tend to say "Queens" with much the same tone that they might say "Jersey," but I found it to be quite charming. The neighborhood felt like a miniature vacation to a small town -- plus there was a statue of Athena, who has always been my favorite Greek goddess.
When I got home, there was a strange girl sleeping on my Klaus. Perhaps I should rephrase that -- there was an unfamiliar girl sleeping on my Klaus. I am as yet unaware of whether or not she is strange. She was sleeping when I got in, and was sleeping when I left for work. I do adore the flop-house nature of my apartment. Every weekend one of my friends takes refuge there, and anyone else who visits the city does time with us as well. We have created a weird little bit of commune, where everyone uses everyone's things (except my hair wax, arrr) and I think I rather like it that way.