Someone deserves a promotion.

Here’s one of the many spots Andrew and I have randomly driven to. We also watch a lot of DVDs these days; I’m showing him the new Evangelion discs as they come out, and he’s showing me all of the good movies I’ve missed over the years. Shishka is the other person I hang out with any regularity; recently we finished [THE CHIKYUUBOUEIGUN][1] on INFERNO level. That game is 2000 yens well spent. [1]: http://www.d3p.co.jp/s_20/s20_031.html

All right, Andrew claims that someone told him that some Pearl Jam video was filmed here. I did some Googling and all I found out is that this is indeed PJ’s management company. I’d like to take this chance to complain that I’ve lived in Seattle for over seven months now, and I _still_ haven’t bumped into a single Pearl Jam member at the grocery store! What kind of rip-off is this? :D

I don’t know what this was really for, but it’s safe to say that it’s not [what it seems][1]. Driving semi-aimlessly around the Seattle area with Andrew has become a pretty standard activity. It’s probably better for me than staying in and playing Segasaturn all day. Katy, one of my be-_yuu_-tiful sisters, expressed concern that my recent entries seem rather sad. If you’re worried, don’t worry. I’m doing quite fine. I mean, clammbon and YUKI _both_ releasing a new album _and_ a new DVD within a one-month period? Yes, I am well. (By the way, I went and picked up the new YUKI; it wasn’t even copy-protected. Ha!) [1]: http://www.rush.com

My brother Joe and his buddy Steve came out to Seattle to hang out with some various people, and I was one of them. It was really quite fun to hang out with them. I wish we could have spent more time together. The same night that Joe came, Green Bay friend Peter came up from his new place in Portland with his new roommate Ed. We spent a few days in Seattle together, then I drove him back down to Portland to stay there for one night and accompany him to his Zen service. In the neighborhood of the Zen joint we found yet another Northwest art-car. Just relaxing in Peter’s apartment, laid out on the futon Hiroko’s mom insisted on mailing to me with no warning, listening to my iPod, and reading _20th Century Boys_ volume 17 was one of the most relaxing times I’d had in a really long while.