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November 15, 2006 part 1 – Goodbye Electronics and Roommates

Leaving day! I woke up early, ate breakfast, and then realized that despite a few weeks of packing, I still had more stuff to send home than suitcase space. I still had one moving box available, so I speed packed it and took it to the post office with The Penpal. We also stopped at Hard Off to sell any electronics I had left: my stereo, my computer, and my giant monitor that I had bought from Hard Off. Yes, they were going to get a chance to sell the same monitor twice!

I returned to the apartment for one last check of my room. The only remaining items were all big and bulky, including my well worn futons and my floor couch. Disposing of large items in Japan requires you to pay for a special pickup. I left some cash behind with my roommates to cover the costs, and then said by goodbyes.

In my entire time in Japan, I was lucky enough to have some really great roommates that I got along well with. I’m really going to miss Azeroth and Klaxman – they are both good guys. It was sad to leave my keys behind and walk out of Ooka City Plaza for the last time.

(2018 Update) It turns out that I gave my roommates way too much money for garbage disposal. They used the remaining funds to buy a Nintendo Wii.

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October 21, 2005 – Garlic

Happy birthday to my roommate Palmer!

To celebrate, we went out for “a few drinks” at the garlic themed restaurant Ninnikuya which literally translates to “garlic shop”. Almost everything on the menu features garlic, and you can find the restaurant by smell alone. There was a short lived restaurant in Winnipeg called Gilroy’s with a similar theme.

In addition to a garlic heavy menu, Ninnikuya also featured a 90 minute all you can drink offer. After a long day of work, English teachers are known to take full advantage of such offers. Tomorrow is going to hurt.

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October 12, 2005 – Monkey love

Last night Azeroth had a very enthusiastic guest over for a “visit” around 2:30am. I was just about to fall asleep when I heard the sounds of two drunk people attempting to be quiet as they entered the apartment. A message to all the roommates of the world: you aren’t nearly as stealthy as you think after a few drinks.

I am usually a very heavy sleeper, but I was unable to sleep through the sounds of crazy monkey love that started up across the hall. My room door is pretty thin, and Azeroth’s is a sliding door that offers literally no sound dampening at all. On top of that, both of them sounded like they were having a very good time.

Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate when people are able to express how much they are enjoying themselves in an intimate situation. However, it is still possible to enjoy physical affection when you aren’t screaming at the top of your lungs, especially at 2:30am with thin walls.

After unsuccessfully trying to drown out the sound, I decided to take a nice 30 minute walk around the neighbourhood. When I got home, all was quiet.

My day at work was long and miserable due to lack of sleep (again).

(2015 Update)┬áThe next day Azeroth told me “you’ll never believe who was in my room last night”. He never told me and to this day I still don’t know. Come on man – it’s been 10 years, give me a hint!

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August 3, 2005 – Apartment hunting

After work I hit the internet to do some serious apartment hunting. It has been good living with other teachers, but I really need my own place. I have never had a place of my own, and would like to take some time off from roommates.

I am looking in and around Numazu. My apartment will likely be very small and expensive, but it will be all mine! I have been saving up to pay the exorbitant fees required to get an apartment – a few months rent in advance, a landlord fee, and key money, which is just straight up profit. I will also need to get some of my own appliances. This plan will pretty much guarantee that I will be sticking around in Japan longer.

My goal is to move out in August or September.

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