Kawaii: Ugh...I wish I'd known that...we were debating between the two, then a guy who was supposed to DJ later in the night approached us from Club Asia, so we took a shot with him (yeah, we were being classy and pre-gaming in the street) and went to that club instead of Atom. They had coin lockers, but I think we got there at the same time as the salarymen (though I have no idea why they came to a club given that they all just stood there nursing their drinks, not dancing, and not able to converse all night...I wouldn't pay the cover for that), so there was a huge queue to get to them and we decided that it would just be easier to hold our stuff.
Congrats on the shirt! I don't understand how Japanese men have such narrow shoulders. It makes me sad. I have a size M fleece-lined hoodie that I grabbed in the men's section because I wanted an outside shirt that actually went all the way down to my wrists and it's massive on me everywhere except in the shoulders. The shoulders are a little looser now than when I got it, but still...I'm a girl. I'm not supposed to look like a linebacker when I stand next to Japanese men! TT^TT It's even worse because I'm taller than a lot of the men that work at my schools (my theory is that they purposely hire smaller guys so that they're less intimidating to the little kids...I'm about average guy-height on the train) so they make me stand in the back row for photos and I look even more massive and out of place. And feet...one day the vice principal was bored at the copier and happened to notice that my feet were bigger than his...so naturally he polled the entire school and determined that my 28cm canoes were the biggest. *Bangs head against the wall* I'm absolutely not sized to live in Japan...
Sick as a dog today...so glad that schools are closed tomorrow, so I get an extra day to recuperate. I think I'm going to take a nap and hope that my sinuses don't succeed in their mission to suffocate me while I'm asleep. My boyfriend called on skype this morning to show me how much snow had fallen (those not in the US may or may not have seen, but New England is getting mauled by a blizzard atm...3.5 feet and counting at my house) and I looked like death on the camera. I was so embarrassed. And spaced out on cold medication. When he told me that he wanted to cuddle me and make me feel better, my reaction was "Noooo, I'd drool on you. I get drooly when I'm sick." Yeeeeah. Smooth, Rachel. He laughed and told me that would be okay and told me to make some tea then go back to bed. I haven't gone back to bed yet. I should. I'm still very out of it. I'm sure this is probably incoherent. Banana for scale.