The people you meet.

A few weeks ago I posted about a party I attended here in Tokyo
called “Left for dead” in an abandoned hospital in Shinjuku.
Well today I met up with one of the people I met there.
Her name is Aja and she works in fashion in NYC
this girl has style! Today she turned up in a sick black
outfit with a big red scarf and a red lip with an amazing
leather studded bag I just wanted to steal straight off her shoulder.
We had brunch at two rooms in Aoyama on the 5th floor which
overlooked Harajuku and Omotesando and onto Shinjuku.
The view was stunning and we got to sit outside on the balcony.
It was chilly but with the blankets provided and the heater above us it
was just perfect.
The food was delicious I’ve been meaning to go here for brunch for a while
and was too hungover (truth be told) so today was good.
Me and Lauzinne are planning a Christmas Eve brunch here too which
I’m excited about.
I had salmon, eggs benedict and a kiwi mojito which went down a treat.
We spent the afternoon chatting and sharing stories about our lives.
It’s rare you meet someone on such an off chance and have so much
to talk about. Aja has such an interesting life and a great outlook on
things I was so happy I got to spend the day with her.
We then walked down into Harajuku had a peek in some
second hand stores and then parted ways.

The guilt

I  would never call myself the healthiest eater
I skip meals and snack and pick at things alot
I’m quite thankful for the metabolism I inherited from my
father.
I do however try to think about what I eat and how much I do
and with almost everything turn over the package and examine
the dietary information. If it’s bad I’ll debate and try convince myself
it’s ok, if it’s good I’ll make a habit of keeping that low calorie intake
item included in my meals, therefore it’s quite often you’ll see me eating
the same thing most days.
My one meal that I do splurge on is dinner I usually have a big
dinner if I cook at home its usually good and I feel amazing
afterwards, if however it’s dinner out thats when I get a bit silly.
For example tonight we went to TGI’s to celebrate a cast members
birthday. I tossed around the idea of a cheeseburger but scrapped that
opting for a salad and calamari…… Now this was me telling myself
it was acceptable…..the fried chicken salad and deep fried calamari???
Delusional I know so afterwards when I step back into reality
and realise what I’d consumed along with the giant beer (man I love beer)
the guilt sets in…..

I always talk about “the guilt” and how I don’t understand how
a large portion of society can’t fathom it or just ignore it.
I do to a degree ignore it in the moment, but afterwards I know
well and truly that I shouldn’t have eaten that giant meal and now
I’m feeling ill and stuffed and tomorrow I’m gonna find it hard
to fit into anything, and I don’t own a lot if large fitting clothes.
I describe the guilt as eating something knowing its only doing
damage to you, eating something that makes you feel ill, the point
where you’ve stuffed yourself. This isn’t saying you can’t treat yourself,
it’s just being smart. I think living in Tokyo makes it harder too
as I find an excuse to eat unhealthy western food when
raw, healthy, homemade eastern dishes are at my fingertips.
If you’ve read some of my previous posts I do too
love good food. Paying money for good delicious food when I’m out,
trying restaurants and exploring cosy cafes and places
referred to by other people, blogs or websites. But
that food is different and thats my treat.
Overeating at TGI fridays….not so much.
Reading this you’re probably thinking I’m a little nuts or have a
complex but I’m far from that.
Right now I’m enjoying a beer as I write and have another
one lined up… I did however put the snickers down when I got to the
register to purchase the beer tonight….
There was enough guilt for one evening.

Vampire Check

Tonight we had dinner at a restaurant close to work
called “Garlic” as you may  already have guessed each
dish had a key ingredient.
It was the welcome party for the new Gaijin cast to Japan.
We shared a meal and MANY drinks between all of us
and a good time was had by all.
“What a cute girl was she….Sayuri”

PS: I turned 21 1 hour and 45 minutes ago.

Typhoon time.

Currently sitting inside the wind is howling and water is running down
my window. It looks as if buckets of water are being thrown at my window.
This afternoon I rushed around after struggling to get out of bed
after last night grabbing food and alcohol (essential) before this typhoon
begun. My friends got sent home from work due to the intensity of the storm
so we hung out tonight just drinking chatting and watching videos online.
I love being inside during a storm feeling warm and safe and hearing the
intensity of outside is slightly exhilarating.
Weather like this reminds me of a book my parents would read me when I
was young called Sailing Home. I guess it’s also that attachment of nostalgia
to stormy weather that makes this weather so enjoyable.

Jonathan’s nails by Leo