It always pained me that this blog had absolutely zero closure.
One second I'm talking about Tommy Lee Jones as an alien/host/perpetual shithead in a Japanese commercial, the next, I'm no where to be found.
Not even, a "hey, I'm leaving Japan. This blog is done." post. It would have taken literally a minute.
For all you know, I'm still in Japan, getting paid to google search for 8 hours a day, smile occasionally, and drink the other 16 hours.
Sadly (but happily for many of my organ systems), I am no longer in Japan.
At least until next week.
That's right, "I shall return.". Commodore Perry style.
What's that? Those are two different Western beach-stormers? From two entirely different eras?
But they both promised a good 'vanquishing' to those crazy Japanese; you can't expect me to keep track of any other trivial technicalities.
However, in true imperialist fashion, I'll probably learn nothing form past mistakes and this series won't have any closure either. Closure is just too, final.
So, you, anonymous reader, are certainly entitled to the details of my triumphant return.
After finishing my first year of medical school this Friday (and I'm 1/4 MD) I will be celebrating such an accomplishment by leaving for Japan next Wednesday.
It is here I will remain until mid-July. I'll be: a) Consuming so much delicious fish I'm nearly begging those Sea Shepard assholes to come after me, b) being generally useless, and c) engaging in the most cherished of Japanese national pastimes; getting plastered and passing out somewhere in public.
Other than that, my agenda is pretty wide open. Mainly just visiting some temples and izakayas (more izakayas than temples, obviously).
Just like old times.
