Thumping Heart in the Night

It was what K-san calls her "big day", which means that her husband is away on a business trip, which means she is free to go out as she pleased. Quick! Reservations for Giro-Giro for 6! We ate the delicious food with extra-long thin tipped chopsticks. The mens behind the counter were almost as good lookin' as the food.

Into our second bottle of wine, we were babbling and chattering and O goes, downward dog? you call it downward dog?! To which we decided for our own bemusement and for all others' didain, to demonstrate tree pose. Did you know? Three trees make forest in kanji. 森.

When you start the night at 10pm and eat and drink and laugh til it hurts, you don't leave until past 1am at which point you don't really want to go home quiet yet so you get in a cab to Yanagino for one last luxurious drink.

Step inside and be blinded by the unparalleled parallel flat planes of wood! The wine glasses make a huge dome around your face like a space helmet as you sip. Yanagino is upscale, yes, but not in a gross, opulent way. Its its...bah! What are words? They're hard to use is what they are! But we kept it on the real and discussed and flashed underpants at eachother.

In the door at 3am and turn out the lights! Under the covers pitch black but a pound pound pounding of my heartbeat super loud in my ears.

Shout out to Senor Thayer

I get aksed a lot here, "What's your type (of man)?" I have, at times, said Benicio Del Toro, and at other times other offbeat, ugly-sexy personalities.
Who? or Reeeally? is usually the response.

So my man Benicio is in this Che movie, you know, about the revolutionary with the beret and the facial hair that you see on all the t-shirts?
We purchased our bevies and snacks and sat down in rows G6, 7, and 8.
Lights go down... Spanish. Subtitles Japanese. Craaap. Not again! Slapped palm to forehead and immediately crossed my fingers that the movie would make a dramatic, surreal switch to English. Of course not dummy! Che don't speak no English mang! In the beginning I would whisper to my left: Who's that? then to the right: Where are they going?
But eventually, I said forget it. I tried my darndest to keep up con los subtitulos...but eventaually, I said forget it.

Damn, I shoulda listened in Senor Thayer's class in high school.
No, what I need to be doing is studying that kanji a little bit each day.