Joe Jaxon

I walked home in the rain--which was supposed to be snow--after a night of drinking with the staff of the school [and, truth be told, slipping down the stairs & probably laughing too loud--in that gaijin way--about it.]... On the way home, Joe Jaxon by Volcano I'm Still Excited came on the I-Pod. It suddenly occurred to me that I am making the right decision to go home instead of renewing for another three months. This song reminds me of waiting at the light at Highland and Hillsborough Avenue, with the windows down, singing loudly & making faces at the people next to me who are looking at me funny, after a shitty day of work... Waiting to get home to check my mail, to pet my cats, to watch Catherine Crier Live on Court TV, to see W., to eat some kind of side dish for dinner, to lay with W. on the couch while watching some kind of trashy movie on HBO/Cinemax/Showtime, to eat some popcorn... Good, American popcorn that pops completely & doesn't leave those horrid little half popped monstrosities that hurt my teeth.

Shit. To even have enough room for a couch... Or a W. To be able to eat fake meat... To be able to read a menu... To not have to ask, "Kore wa niku desu ka?" and then have to follow it up with a, "hi ka iie?" which, I've been told, is a little rude...

It's official my friends... Despite all its faults and flaws, I am homesick. Joe Jaxon just reminded me.

Today marks the six month anniversary...