foam

My son and wife came back from Scotland. However this journal is not about their return. Of course that was really nice to see them again. Don’t give me wrong.

The journal is about the Tully’s coffee at Tokushima station. They never gave me what I ordered. I know my orders are always confusing, though. A cashier usually just tell a person who makes drink with one call. If you order tall-sized latte, they call “tall latte” when you add an additional espresso shot it’s going to be “Double tall latte”. Instead of those drinks written on manual, I ask them to make its milk very hot, do not put any foam in, or make with non-fat milk (which they do not always have). So yesterday I asked a non-foam latte, they gave the foamiest latte I ever had the day. I knew they did not listen to me. I must try Starbucks next time. One just opened in the station a month ago or so. Well they maybe all same.

Shame on them

Yay, it is Christmas Eve!! I know I have nothing to do, good thing to eat. My dinner was cabbage, carrot soup. Probably its calorie amounts only 100. There is no doubt the soup will be digested very quickly and I will be hungry. But I do not have much thing to eat. My fridge is empty like my wallet.

The funny thing is I only cooked rice twice since Maz and Finlay went home. As a Japanese, this should not be accepted. Japs are meant to eat rice like madmen. Instead I baked bread a lot; many kinds of bread. I do not list up here, because I cannot bother to type. It is explicit that baking bread takes longer than cooking rice. Cooking rice here in Japan is bloody easy. Being the second consuming rice country in the world, we have a very convenient electric thing; rice cooker. All you have to do is bang rice and water into a wok looking machine and press start. In these days, rice cookers get really complicated. You may find more than 10 buttons on the top. You do not know what to press.

Anyhow, it seems I have to attend my friend’s wedding. His father must be staying at police department in Chiba prefecture, waiting for Tokushima police man to fetch him. Under that circumstance, who holds a wedding? I must say my friend is shameless. And bride’s family is stupid as hell, if they do not know that the groom’s father is in hand of authority. They should have known the criminal had been fleeing for months. Well, probably the bride’s family is insane too. You may think I am too harsh, but that really is like what I wrote. I must entertain myself at the wedding with watching the morons. They must not have imagined any of attendances read the article.

I would rather bike

Oh my god (well, probably one of those Japanese ones, not alluding to Jesus to avoid confliction) I slept too much last night. I did not even remember what time I fell asleep. I must be tired from digging roses out. Every year this time we have roses to unearth. Usually we dig after New Year day, though this year we decided to do it before Christmas. This is why I could not go to Scotland apart from the shortage of money.

I also found myriad of grazes and scratches on my hand from thorns. I did not feel any pain during the digging operation. It must give me a twinge when I take a bath. Thus I did not take one last night for the exhaustion. If your brain is quick, you may notice I am dirty at this very moment.

By the way, my friend’s father rounded up yesterday for fraud. I thought he had been arrested months ago, but apparently he had been fleeing. Police found him in Chiba prefecture which is adjoining Tokyo that means it is 700km from here. Anyway that does not matter. The thing is that my friend is getting married on this coming Sunday. I am thinking the wedding will be called off. And as feeling sorry for him, I would be delighted to hear that cancelled. I am broke, Mr. god (Japanese one)

You may think I am an awful person. Yes, I am. However, if you allow me to justify myself; my friend is trying to make fortune out of his wedding. Okay his arrested father was behind it. You can make money from traditional Japanese wedding. Not to give you a wrong idea of Japanese wedding, in old day attendance of a wedding gave the couple money so they can start living without problem. And you would get some kind of token from the couple in return.

Anyway, my friend firstly would just have a party which charge 6 or 7,000 yen. But he turned his idea over and told me that that cost 20,000 yen. And no one gets any token from the wedding. This is a plot. If you are Japanese you can tell. My friend said his parent (must be the suspect) leaned on him to change the idea. Even though my friend gave me 10,000 yen discount, I was not hot about going to the schemeish wedding. I bet the wedding and reception cost about 10,000 yen at most. And the money of other 10,000yen times the number of attendance, probably a bit less than 100, goes into his pocket; his father’s pocket. But the suspect cannot touch the money now, good for him.

Anyway, in conclusion I do not want to go to the wedding. I would rather train.

Christmas present

I thought yesterday was 22nd. However it is not a matter at all to me anyway. For a change we will have Christmas party on Saturday, which is probably 25th, the Christmas day. We never had Christmas-ish thing for decades.

I can ask myself whether I have ever had one before. Yes, I remember when I was 6 or 7, my mother told me there was no Santa and if I did not mind a study book for 5th grader. First, it is not to fair for kids to be told by their parents that there was no such a bloody Santa. Second, I did mind the study book for 5th grader. I wouldn’t understand and even if that was for my grade, I would not utilize the book to be honest. I was not a kind of kid who seek a pressure in doing math. Besides that, my mother already had the stupid book in her hand. That meant I had not no choice but to take it. So this is the only memory I had about Christmas when I was a kid. Probably I can reminisce about other old stories. Hence I am pretty sure that would demoralize me to attend my sister’s party.

The reason my sister is going to have Christmas party is because she’s got 2 kids. One of them now talks and sort of knows what is going on around her. Kids get annoying as they grow due to variety of unnecessary information such as Christmas. You are practising Buddhism for christ’s sake. I can picture the kid, my niece, begged my sister to have a party for 2 reasons. First, that’s probably because most friends of her will have one. Since my niece is very cautious about what other people do, she did not want to feel left behind. Second reason, that’s probably because that she knew she could get presents from her grandparents and her parents. But nothing is from me, you little sly cheeky demon. If there is one thing I dare to give her is a study book for high schooler for old time’s sake. Am I mean?
Well, it is nice to reunite family sometimes. I hope it won’t provoke old Santa if we use him for that purpose. Well, he doesn’t exist anyway, though. Even if he does, he is not invited anyway. We are Buddhists who stupidly adopt anything convenient from the world.

money and willow

It was not a bad day after all. I thought it could be bad, but it actually turned out better than I expected. The big reason is that I did not have to work at the farm this afternoon. Twice a year I go to pick money up from a auction company in Kamojima, 30km away from where I live, when both hibiscus and poinsettia’s seasons are over.

This year I only delivered poinsettia 5 times to the auction company. As it is an auction company I had no idea how much money I was going to get. And the company does not send the result after an auction. So every time I go, I am really excited. Last three times the sales eclipsed my expectation and so did this time. My mother expected that that would be 50,000 yen at most. I did not even check how much I got when an office worker handed me rather thick notes. I just grabbed them and shoved into my wallet. On the way down to the first floor, the office located at the second floor, I caught glimpse of the number which was written on the paper she gave me. That read 100,000 yen. “Oh, my” I thought and immediately called my mother. She was really excited, and I was also excited, but in a different way. I thought I might have been able to get some money from the sales, due to the better sale. Without asking she said I could have some money. Yay, I bought a bottle of really cheap wine to have a good dinner. I cannot afford a good meal, but wine surely makes a crappy meal better. Anyway, even though the wine was really cheap, it still was Chilean. No wine could be truly bad form Chile. I once bought a Californian wine, of course rather cheap, and that was terrible.

After I picked up the money, I headed for south to ship willows. We sort of grow willows at a field which gets flooded every time it rains heavily. My father usually cooperate with his friend to cut willows and colour them into either silver or gold. The brightly coloured willow is supposed to be a good luck for New year. However this year the friend couldn’t spare any time with my father, so we just had bundles of willow. My father does not have any knowledge about colouring. So what he did, he asked another friend who is a willow farmer to colour the willows we cut from the field. My father instead of telling him he wanted to sell them at a shop said he had to give the coloured willows to relatives. The willow dude believed there were relatives in dire need for golden willow. The truth is my father wants to know if he can make plenty of money out of willow. There is no such a absurd relative who needs a truck full of stupidly coloured twigs.

This morning we tied them up in 47 bundles that literally made a truck full of amount. I hope the willow guy won’t go to the shop to see his job.

Waking up in ache

I woke up serious sore muscle this morning. The muscle on both thighs and carves were already sore before I went to bed, but definitely got worse this morning.

I biked about 60km yesterday, including a 1000 meter mountain. The training itself doesn’t sound hard, but the thing was, I was really excited to bike outside. Last week I did not bike outside much, mainly for not being able to wake up early enough. In the morning is the only time I can bike on weekdays. So, I biked hard. The combination of biking hard and not having trained much during week triggered the ache. It is a good ache, though.

I need to train hard to do the two-day trip which I failed this summer. In the trip I have to ride longer than 700km and climb up 10,000meters. I am planning to do it the end of July next year. The biggest mistake I made this year was that I didn't do long ride training. I was too focused on climbing. Therefore I was pretty satisfied with just climbing up mountains daily for training. I belittled how tough it was just to ride long kilometres.

Wife and Son gone home

This morning my wife and son left for Scotland. We all woke up at 4:30 in order to catch the bus at Tokushima station. Last night my son, Finlay, had fever and we went to see a doctor around 7:30 when he usually goes to bed. His internal clock was really disturbed, so he woke up many times at night. That meant Maz, my wife, did not have enough time to pack stuff.

Anyway, they are gone now. And I was planing to do something I had not done for a year. That was shopping. My wife left me 10,000yen with which you can buy at least 100 doctor pepper at a non-discount store. I have to make it last 2 weeks till she comes back. I have no other source to get money from. Running out of the money means there only is rice I can live off.

Firstly, I went to a grocery store to buy veges and some meat. The I went to a whole-sale store to buy protein powder. I spent 1200 yen at the grocery store and I spent 3000 yen on the stupid protein powder. This was very inconsiderrate of me. I spent 42% of what I had. The first day had bearly finished yet. In a week I would be eating rice balls for every meal for sure. The protein powder I bought tastes Vanilla. Even though I was well knowen as a anything eater(except for pickles), I cannot eat Vanilla tasted powder sprinkled rice.

I am supposed to buy two bicycle tubes tomorrow. I need to shell out 1,000 yen for them. That's hard.

I still remeber how to login

It's been a while I have not written anything for a while.
This "It's been a while" rubbish is getting cleched(guess, I spelled wrong. Oh French, French). Everytime I post I use that phrase.
Anyway, I did know how to login and password and stuff, however I completely forgot the name of this website. Of course now I know it is "Blogger". Am I right? Because on this browser, only big B mark is shown right next to my blog title "OUTSKIRTS OF TIME";I have no idea why I named my blog this.
I suppose I must have written that I was married(this happened like 2 years ago), and I've got a son(this happened more than a year ago). So what I have not written.
Well, as a man has nothing to to talk about, I do not much to say. However something came to my mind.
I got constipated(not sure spelled right). That means I am carrying extra weight with me all the time. If you want me to say in like this sutle way. Never in my life, I got constipated before. I feel like I am living underground everytime I blow air from my bottom(another suble way to describe).
My wife gave me medicine which makes you go to toilet in 12 hours or so. They are bablets and not laxative(must have spelled wrong. Stuff force you to explode). So it shouldn't be too bad for me. But that works very well and makes wonder what that is made of. Wife bought via internet, and that was made in the U.S. or just exported from U.S. Medicine you can buy in western countries has propencity to be much stronger than Japanese medicine. Wife told me not to take it longer than a month, or that would do harm to me. I should read the lable, but I cannot bother as I couldn't bother to keep posting journals.
Anyway, next time I will make sure I have dictionary at hand and have read the lable.