special chicken

first week, second semester, first year of grad school. maybe i was just out of practice, but it was rather gruelling. and considering i have a presentation on Monday, the slides for which i have to e-mail to our professor tomorrow(yeah, Saturday), it never stops. sometimes i think there's absolutely no point in being relieved over finishing whatever project/report/position paper/ presentation/essay/ whatever damned thing, because another one is coming in 2 minutes like the Tokyo subway.





however, this week's highlights are:





Tuesday: having completed my position paper Monday night, i was able to play bass and drink at Johnny Salaryman's friend's mom's house. for some reason i was under the impression that it was his dead grandma's abandoned house in the middle of nowhere, but it was very much inhabited. as it's a typically tight Japanese neighborhood, i wonder what the neighbors must think. who knows, maybe they enjoy it. that was my first time playing bass with real people, as opposed to the Pixies on ipod. good times.





Thursday Highlight was this conversation with my classmates at lunch:





Zhang: Fran, try this chicken.


Fran: No.


Zhang: Chris, try this chicken. it's special.


Me: why is it special?


Zhang: ....... because i made it.


Me: (eats the chicken piece) .... yeah, you're right. it is special chicken.





Friday:
class and i played the UN at the COP15 (Copenhagen conference). we probably got more done in 2 hours than the heads of state finished in however long the real one took. oh, and since i was the IPCC, i got to wear a cool lab coat:
woooooo.

that's all.