Did I mention Japan doesn't have central heating? No? Well, they don't and it blows. Quite a bit. It rarely goes below zero in Tokyo but when you got nothin' but walls and a roof to keep you warm it's pretty brutal. It's like a slow and numbing cold that eats away at your fingers first, then your limbs and then your gut. Of course, they have peripheral heating units like gas powered or halogen heaters and a cool thing called a kotatsu which you can hide under but this freakin' constant cold is something I've never (pun intended) warmed up to. Yeah, yeah, pass the cheese.

I moved all my crap to my apartment today. I'm currently chilling for the last time at my uncles and playing with my cousin's kid who's too cute for words. I have to get a SMLMJ cover done for Monday which I tried to finish earlier this week but a sudden cold totally through me off the wagon. My first illness in Japan. Go me. I hope to be doing more ill things just not being sick. So, yeah. I'll crash at my place tonight and get shit set-up for work tomorrow. I'm still without hot water, a fridge or any direction in this j-comics thing but, meh. The sushi's been rockin'.

Oh, thanks to Y-san for the Tokyo tour the other day. I know he drops by and reads this from time-to-time. We did a quick bookstore tour in Shinjuku where he gave me the low-down on what's hawt or not, had a wicked bowl of ramen noodles and then it was off to the Kanda area of Tokyo where all the big publishers were. Mind you, we didn't exactly go IN to any of these places or anything. I just stood, gazed and pawed at the physical enormity of what I was trying to do. I like being able to touch things to put them in perspective.

Anyway, dinner time.

TAK