My phone takes shitty pictures.

Or if you prefer, I take shitty pictures with my phone. Here are a few anyway, from the weekend in Tokyo.


JR ride to the Shinkansen station


Matsuoka and some girl


Me and blurry-faced girl


Warao and other girl whose name I can't remember


Kimu and Eriko or Ediko


it's no Malaysian food, but it's still pretty good


Hell with turntables?


Word.


It was an okay time. Next time I go to Tokyo, I think I'll hang out with Al's friend Tetsuya instead, who is less likely to try to buy me women at 4 in the morning when I want to go to sleep. Though I will say this for Warao - he can breathe fire.




In other news, nothing like a 1AM jog to bring your mood up after a series of not-so-good days. If you've moved or started a new job in the past few months, which is quite a few of you, keep letting me know about it and I'll tell you how my shit is going. Right now it's .. kind of weird. But I must try to sleep at the moment.