Digestion Issues ~ And Unrelated Ideas

Consigned to a 24 hour period of no solid food stuffs. . . . Can you say boring? Chicken broth, cider, mugicha, and water; three of which, are drinks. At least there is a slight variation to the flavor and options of salty or sweet. No texture to speak of, which is leaving my palette very unsatisfied. I expect that this will be an effective way of restarting my intestinal track. *sigh* It had better be anyway.

The good news is that I have demonstrated self control, and have not eaten anything solid since 10:30 a.m. Tokyo time. FYI. So about 7:30 p.m. at home. More good news, the menu for the next two days (after 10:30, if I'm going to be regulatory) consists of bananas, apples in mulch form (apple sauce), rice, toast, and more mugicha! :D Sounds much more varieties and more appealing if you were to ask me.

Random phone calls from random numbers. Random texts in mostly kanji that I have no understanding of, from random numbers. Random. Supposedly the text that I recently received was a scary chain mail, so my host mother told me. The calls come from unknown senders, and I would get back to them if they felt so inclined to leave me a voice mail; maybe folks in Japan don't utilize 'answering machines' (for lack of a better term.)

In other news, but not really relative to anything stated thus far, the weather has been fabulous lately. Nice, toasty, and clear outside. Still anticipating the rainy season, but for now I am quite enjoying the sunshine. Perfect for going to the park nearby, which is fabulous, might I add. One of the many mountains around here is dedicated to this park. Just covered in trees and bamboo. A couple of steep staircases to get up to the top, and benches scattered about.

Oh, speaking of steep staircases that lead to the top, that is one difference I've noticed in hiking here in Japan as opposed to the U.S. Paths, trails, you name it; Anything that a vehicle doesn't utilize is straight up the mountain. Switchbacks? No way. And here I thought switchbacks were a waste of time. . . I am no longer so opposed to such ideas. They take less stamina, which I have in excess.

Excess, which I have ample access to. . . . Now I am very tempted to begin a word association game. I may fall asleep doing it at this point in the post. That'll have to wait for later. But what a great idea! *high five me*




Moral of the Story: Black licorice is not available in Nagasaki.