Am no longer in Japan. Am in LA. Hate every item of clothing I brought with me. Have cold. Feel like hell.
Flew from Narita to LA, then had my plane to DFW delayed by 2 hours. Then inexplicably threw up on plane (I wasn't feeling sick at all, just was about to leave the restroom, thought "Whoa, I've gotta throw up!" and did so, then returned to seat still feeling not at all ill. Well, except for the cold. Weird). Finally got home, discovered cat had thrown up on computer chair but seemingly nowhere else, and that cable box had turned itself off sometime in the past week so an unknown number of programs got recorded as nothing but dead air.
Cat very loving and attentive towards me. Even tolerated being picked up for thirty seconds - twenty-five seconds longer than usual. This state of affairs will last for three days, and then she will completely forget I ever left and return to her normal self.
Bad news: I think the camera's dead enough that it may hav corrupted most, if not all, of the pictures I took in Japan. Will attempt to find someone or someplace where I can get it fixed and get the data taken off the cards and burned to CD, in case some are salvageable. You all need to go harass rachelmanija
to get her film developed, as it may be the record of our trip.
...I almost received confirmation that we live in the alternate universe from Doctor Who (recent) Season 2: I spotted Rose Tyler walking into the women's room at Narita Airport.
Mind you, she was a dead ringer for Rose - hair, fashion, colors, walk - but only from the back. When she came out again and I saw her face, it wasn't quite such a striking resemblance. Rachel saw her too, and agreed.