A friend of mine has a grand plan to paint some clothes with filthy Japanese phrases. Finding the phrases wasn't hard, the internet is a beautiful place, but he wants me to paint them (understandably) in moderately comprehensible Japanese. Problem is, not only are said phrases pure gutter Japanese and hence not in dictionaries, but I think they ( Read more... )

... to say that anyone with an interest in Malice Mizer and the pretty, pretty people therein should check out my other journal this week.

Since I'm no longer in Japan, and this was started essentially as a travel journal, I've decided to pack up and move house. Daily blandnesses, quizzes, song lyrics, offensive colour schemes and whining are now available at matcha_pocky. I might update this one now and then with some travel reminiscences, but those uninterested in such ego massage are welcome ( Read more... )

There is a word in Japanese, "setsugekka". It means "snow, moon and flowers".

Since I enjoyed it so thoroughly last time, I'm going to see Undead again tonight. For anyone who hasn't heard about it, it's a new Australian zombie movie that *entirely* failed to suck the kind of ass that most Australian genre films do. Or did. The bar just went a whole lotta up ( Read more... )

She didn't make it.

Well, again massive thankyous to everyone who poured sympathy and cats upon Tom, Sarah and I in the last week. Nougat is back home, on immune suppressants and we're hoping for the best. We should know for sure if she's getting better in a week or two.

( detailed scientificky kitten update here )

Lost one entry already but ( Read more... )

Cameron, the suave, debonair, charming and fantastical boy that he is, got me a Melbourne International Film Festival Passport for my birthday (which for those of you who forgot, was yesterday :) ) so now my next three weeks are booked solid with long, boring Swedish films about squirrels, French films where the protagonists eat themselves and ( Read more... )

You know how at some stage in their life everyone discovers the joys of 'ethnic' food stores? Of little grimy catch-all 'asian groceries', of mysterious Indian supermarkets, of unhealthy looking family run eastern-european delicatessens ( Read more... )