Today was a fine day
Everything went right today except for the weather. That is to be expected since I am ame otoko (AH-MAY OH-TOE-KO-rain boy). It is natural for the weather to be cloudy on my day off, especially when the day before (my Friday) is absolutely glorious. That's just the way things are-I don't question it anymore. Besides, I don't feel guilty when I stay at home for most of the day.
My main goal for today was to go to the immigration office and pick up my new visa. I had applied for it a couple weeks before and now was the time to go get it. Things started off on the wrong foot when my internet train finder lied to me and told me that the train heading towards Ikebukuro was leaving at 8:14am when it was actually leaving at 8:12am. That meant of course that I had to wait for the 8:17, which meant I missed my connection for the rapid train at Ikebukuro which meant that I arrived at the immigration office almost 30 minutes after it opened. This may not seem like a big deal but anybody who's visited a place like this knows that at 9:04am the office will still be relatively calm and sparsely populated while at 9:28 it will be bureaucratic hell.
So I wasn't in a great mood until I got my passport back and the office worker pointed out that it was san nen-3 years. You can either get a one year visa or a three year visa and everybody knows that a three year visa is basically like hitting the jackpot-they don't hand those out very often. I was pondering coming home after this next contract and I'm probably still leaning that way but still, it's like a weight lifted that I don't need to depend on NOVA resigning me in order to stay in Japan longer.
Then coming home on the train, I almost lost my cell phone. I'm not sure if it fell out of my pocket or what happened but I was transferring to a more rapid train when this gorgeous Japanese girl came chasing after me and tapped me on the back and handed me my phone-I was touched by the gesture. Many people might not have risked missing their own train in order to give some dolt a cell phone he can't keep track of.
Then I stopped back at Ikebukuro and went into the local Matsuya (sort of a fast food restaurant for Japanese food) and found out that not only is their chicken curry meal 50 yen cheaper than it used to be, it also has actual stuff in it now. You know like potatoes, and onions and even some meat.
Finally, since I was having such a good day, I decided that I deserved a little present. I stopped into Tokyu Hands to browse. First I looked at some really cool alarm clocks that tell you the temperature and the humidity level and even had barometers but in the end I settled on picking up a small schedule book-small enough to put in my pocket.