So I suck at blogging. This post makes up for like a week though, so I'm still pretty awesome.
We've been up to quite alot, now that Aarne has been eating some medications. Liiiike.. We had restaurant sauce:
And we've been to Disney Sea, third time isn't as magical as first time, but they had some new stuff that I at least really liked, like a room where you could rotate planets around, da Vinci's flippin flying machine, and some other kewl stuff.
Last week when I was on my way to Harajuku to waste some money on some stupid crap and trying to spot some freaks I randomly stumbled upon a celebration of Earth Day (yeah, I had no idea there was such a thing as Earth Day), and to my surprise, I was provided with some live music. Huge group of artists, all ladies apart from one scrawny looking dude played some awesome drums! I think the name of the group was Tawoo, or something like that. Well worth looking into if I actually managed to get the name right.
And we've been to the zoo, the only tolerable one that we know of, Ueno Zoo. It's part exciting, part devastating, and this time it brought out the worst in me. I hate people. I hate people and their kids. Especially if they let their kids, babies, toddlers, spawns of evil, whatever, clap to get the animals attention, knock on the flippin windows or randomly rub up against me. I'm not a scratching pole, get away from me. Taking your kids to the zoo could be an opportunity to teach them a little something about animals, which is cool, and it could also be an opportunity to teach them a bit about respecting other humans as well. It seems like some Japanese, I don't want to generalize, have a fucked up view when it comes to animals. Fluffy and cute = good, not so cute = bad. Kids trying to stomp pigeons is fucking retarded, pardon my French. Any human trying to stomp any sort of animal is fucking retarded. Anyway, we weren't there for too long, because I'm a grumpy old lady and I wanted to see them all getting their faces ripped off by the tiger they were annoying.
... Or end up as dinner for this glorious dudeface
Today there was a Gay Pride thing going on around Shibuya and Harajuku, and proud they were. For reals. And they should be, but should they dress up like Pokémons? I dunno, but it was funny.
And today is my birthday, yay me. I'm celebrating like I should; drinking whisky from a convenience store in our hotel room like a fucking boss.
Aging can't possibly be fun for anyone.