And here we are.

Goddamn. I just talked to Rocketchick on the phone. She just saw “The Host” -a Korean eco-horror movie, and said that all in all, it wasn’t too bad. The plot was kinda smelly, but the cinematography was not at all shabby.

It’s not until after the call that I really realize that she’s in Tokyo.

Tokyo is a swell little group of cities, but goddamns, it’s far away.

So here I am, all hunkered in for a solid month of the single life.

Now it seems a lot of you think I’m going to be screwed without the little wanker, but I’m prepared, mentally and physically. And the inventory looks good, hell, the Frobisher expedition ain’t got shit on me:

-Father Ted DVD collection, all three seasons. Though not all work (Dammit Andrew!) Anyway, Feck! Arse! Drink!

-Invader Zim collection, all episodes. (note, Rocketchicks other nickname around here is Gir. Picture it, she’s staring at the sock rack while we’re supposed to be shopping for her brother, and I say “Gir! Concentrate Gir, remember the mission!” and she says “Wheeeeeeee, I got a sandwich in my head!” This actually happened, at full volume, in Pacific Centre Mall, with about 300 fucking people staring, four days ago. We are no longer capable of feeling shame.

-My horrifying game collection. We have the good, the bad, and the embarrassing here. We Love Katamari and Yoshis Island are getting the lions share of time.

-Richard Pryor/Eddie Murphy/Chris Rock/Dave Chappelle -Thank you, thank you, thank you.

-Yummy, barely describable food from my coworker/little buddys Rambis mother. We have pakoras, bhajiyas, and freakishly good kachoris. Long live Indian food.

-Fujiya (the Japanese grocery) is just up the street. This will likely be as much trouble as good really…

-The place has more booze in it than most Legions. This will almost certainly be as much trouble as good really…

-Our surviving cat is warming up to me. Apparently the trick is to feed him incessantly.

-23 DVDs of Japanese comedy programs. Most of it’s beyond my ability to comment, the tamest of it is completely insane.

-And a bunch of other shit. Actually, a ton of other shit. So y’know, things could be worse. God knows they have been in the past.

Also, I’ll be with friends on the 25th, and hanging out pretty solid until I get back to work, so:

Don’t worry ’bout me okay? Spastic white boy will live.

I’ll be emailing you all shortly soon with my new phone number (the old one will still be good too though).

-マーく