Something More April-ish......Simpler Self Indulgence

     When I was in a bathroom taking care of my nasal pipe, someone eavesdropped on my flawed condition to see if I'll survive the somewhat nicknamed "Yellow Winter". Jokingly I told him, "yeah, this won't keep me out"; in turn he responded in a way that was humorous as well as logical:  It seems that the vegetation and foliage are at full swing in their masturbation session here in the peach state. Come to think of it is kind of painful to just sit around in space being nothing but nature's oxygen tent and homeland to woodland creatures while at the same time, you can't help but look at your fellow plant life strip naked in the colder seasons. In the end, it kind of makes you happy to be human and able to move about and resolve your frustration [whether emotional, mental, or the other kind]. 
     With the earthquakes speeding time faster than The Flash on premium meth and snow not accepting the restraining order issued on the Vernal Equinox by the Northern US, it's safe to say that times are changing.  Regardless, I must switch gears and explain my dive into the sweet fruit punch infested waters of Japanese food.  Recently, a friend of mine who works at a Japanese bakery in Atlanta slammed me head first into a variety of common bread delicacies of what a certain UTG member called Noodle Land.  Speaking of noodles, I found some in the yaki soba I had which was not bad.  Safe to say, it's a nice way to build up your sense of culture if you try something more than what your parents throw on your plate every night, much less the disaster you call a meal that either you created or ordered from a shifty take-out vendor.  Throughout my lifetime, i can safely say that I experimented on some nicely made foreign substances [insert another drug joke here] which ranged from pretty awesome to downright piss [kinda like the beer advertised by cut throat rappers and oversexed pussy mongers].  To conclude, Katsudon, Steam cake, and anpans were among my "must eat before I die" treats to consider munching on.  Safe to say, my pallet has been cleansed.

Something April-ish: She said, "Pipe me!"

  If you see any difference in my writing style, then it's noted that I haven't taken my medicine [insert weed joke] regularly.  Yeah, in my last blog, it was inspired by the constant barrage of people who had a...ok i won't go into that field of interest (besides, I told myself that I wouldn't go that route anyway).

     So yeah, April is here. weeks have passed since Momo-con 2010, and I have to say, the first post-con week was a trip to the psyche ward up until Friday when i promised my self an MP3 player and headphones that take you places like ecstasy [oh crap, another drug reference].  Second week was pretty decent; big brother was hard at work, and I yelled out "Fuck outside world, too bright for eyes" upon learning four days of Japanese. Just recently, I came out of hiding in the form of going to a game lounge near my house playing Final Fantasy 13 and Street Fighter 4.  Also I was asked to go to an amusement park, and as fun as it was, it was a slight "meh". I say that because I felt the general public isn't ready for me and vice-versa. This also accounts for Thursday [April 2] when for the first time i was forced to church. I use this term loosely because I never thought my mom would put date rape substances in my pink lemonade to get me to do extracurricular worship past Sunday and Wednesday [aside from events and fasts]; and son-of-a-bitch [sorry, Lord] I show up with my 1 gig blasting loudly to the heavens like trumpets to the rapture, with mind howling "Screw civilization, kill they arse".  Some of you wonder, "Wataru-sama, why so angsty", well...  To answer this, I've set aside a transitional point to where I want to get tons of goals in order; not to mention my so-called playboy persona [emphasis on so-called].  Therefore, I tried to set myself in a state of isolation and focus so I can better appreciate the people who I care for and love.  In blunt "Zero Punctuation" style honesty, there a few people who I deem trustworthy in my book. In Wataru's dictionary, that means, one or more people I can talk to without feeling awkward or uncomfortable.  They're also not scared to tell me what's up.


   Overall, I want to feel a much better sense of accomplishment, and that I'm benefiting from making the miracle work.  That way I won't suck at a fighting game again, or look like a total asswipe to women.  Jinkies...!!