The first time with a Jgirl

The first time I had sex with a Jgirl was 'out there' on so many levels.

-She was much older than me
-She was blond
-She worked in a snack bar (like a hostess)
-I was really nervous
-I accidentally tried to put it in her butt

The thing was that she was visually stunning and when she mentioned that she was too old for me, I didn't really take that as a no. I was pretty convinced that she wanted to hook up anyway and at the same time, I was pretty convinced that I wanted to hook up with her, so eventually we made it happen.

Her body was youthful but her voice was raspy from years of late nights making conversation by shouting above the music, excess alcohol consumption, and cigarettes. When we started getting naked, the surreality of the scene I was in burned into my memory. Here I was, in the countryside of some foreign asian country, laying down an older women that makes money from flirting with men, on top of a futon, in a room with straw mats instead of carpet.

The heat was making the sweat stink and the alcohol had caused me dehydration and a sharp headache to match. On top of this, this women has her eyes shut, isn't looking at me at all, and is making some strange screaming noise.

It was bizarre.

From that first night together began one of the most weird and volatile relationships I've been in. I guess I grew and matured from the experience.

Anyhow, I have a few more days before I'm in Tokyo hitting on blonds. Getting pretty excited.

Confused about age

I was with a friend the other day and we saw two heavily made up girls in gyaru fashion. We started talking to them and realized that they seemed a little young. We asked their age and found out they were 15 years old.

I remember when I was about 17 and I did the same thing in my own country and I found out the girls were 14. We all freaked out and the conversation went weird cause the girls asked our age too.

These days it happens from time to time. Even though I've been here for a while, I still can't judge peoples age at first glance as well as I can judge western peoples age.

Homemade porn

I was taking pics of my GFs awesome ass, then I decided to hit record and take some video. It was great ass. Then I just decided to keep the camera rolling and I set it down facing us while we started fucking. I didn't tell her about it at all, and indeed it is wrong to do something like that, but it was completely done in the moment and I wasn't really thinking at all. I just wanted to watch us fucking.

And I did, just now.

It was a turn on at the beginning but I need to move the camera and zoom in to really enjoy it. It was too bland just sitting on the table. I want to see her from more angles and in different positions. For this I need her permission.

The interesting thing was actually seeing myself. With this paleo diet I have gained muscle weight in my arms and chest, but my back and ribs are pretty damn bony. I was surprised at how greyhound like I look. I need to do some back exercise or just eat more carbs.

I was pissed off that the camera ran out of space and stopped filming just before she hit her climax. I love watching her cum and I missed it.

Nothing going on

I've been blogging about random crap recently, often after I've had a few drinks and in the mood to talk shit. There ain't much going on for me right now in the way of anything. Someone noticed this and gave me sympathy. Not into it. Gonna try and keep things upbeat. Thanks anonymous person for keeping me on my toes.

Holiday plans

I'm starting to make plans for over the Chrismas/New Year break.

So far I have two (2) plans.

#1. Go to Tokyo and hit on blonds.

#2. Go to Tokyo and hit on blonds.

Yeah, that's about all I got right now.

Question: How much does the paleo diet cost per day in Japan (in yen) and can u give me a sample of what u eat daily?

Basically, my "diet" has gone completely out the window in the last month or so. I've been way too busy with study to be bothered to cook/care. I finished my last major assessment for this semester yesterday so I should be back on track now. Yesterday I ate only 2 eggs and a pizza plus beer. Fucking shite.

But as of tomorrow I will probably do something along the lines of;

Dinner; stir-fry:
Vegetables: 1 ピマン150¥, 1Onion50¥, mushrooms 100¥, 1 eggplant 60¥.
1 chicken breast 175¥
sauce; mirin, chilli sauce, chilli oil, seasoning, starch- I dunno the prices for only one meal, they all last for a while.

I'll probably do some exercise before I eat that, then after I finish eating, I'll probably crash pretty soon after. When I wake up I might not be hungry and just skip breakfast. Have a coffee and let it be. If I am hungry I might go for,
*Yogurt- 70¥
Fruit; price depends on what, but around 70-100¥
or
2 boiled eggs 75¥
*Yogurt is not paleo but I sometimes eat it anyway.

Lunch;
Salad 250-350¥
Meat/chicken/fish: 200-300¥

snacks;
Macadamia Nuts-100¥
Dried fruits-100¥
85%cacao bitter dark chocolate-150¥

So about 1000-1500¥ a day. These are just rough estimations based on what I might eat at each meal. It varies, plus I buy in bulk as much as possible. Also, with the paleo 'lifestyle' there is the idea that humans didn't evolve though orderly eating times and go through periods of fasting and feasting. Sometimes I don't eat cause I don't have time or I just don't want to, I don't need to eat out of habit or because it is 'time to eat'. Sometimes I get hungry, but it goes away and I feel fine after 10 minutes, or I might snack on some nuts. Sometimes I'm crazy fucking hungry and can not stop eating all day. At times like these I don't worry about what I eat and just go for it. Or I might go to a 'yakiniku nomitabehoudai'. This means a barbecue meat restaurant where I pay a fixed price to eat and drink as much as I want for a fixed amount of time. Usually 90minutes for around 3000¥ at a real cheap place. I'll go with cool guys and hot girls and we will all get trashed. Great times that you can't put a price on.

Generally eating out I can expect to pay between 2000-4000¥ at most places. That's if I don't drink too much and other dudes don't say some shit like, "OK, my last train is soon, I gotta go early. I'll just leave my money here." Then they drop 2000¥ but they drank the fucking house down and skipped out on paying their full share.

Side action

Even when things are perfect in a relationship, both members still think about what it would be like to have a fling outside the relationship, even if they don't fully recognize that they want to. Even if it's unconscious, there is still a small amount of desire. This is something I believe.

When I talk about this with Japanese girls they get shocked and say that it's not true. Then after some time they eventually admit they they have thought about it. Then 2/3 times they will say that if their BF is too busy to meet them they end up finding another boyfriend (or two). But they don't like doing that because they can't introduce him to the friends and family. These women are not 'slutty' in their mind or in the conventional sense because they won't have a one night stand, it has to be a meaningful relationship, even though it is based on lies.

I have been that other guy on occasions. The guy who the girl is cheating with her BF/husband on. Not only in Japan but other countries also.

The first time it happened I remember being shocked and hurt, angry until I was dizzy. I remember making bold claims to myself that I would steal the girl and make her my own. I remember pacing my room back and forth, anxious and unknowing what to do, thinking that I had to hold onto this emotion and not push it back. I didn't want it to resurface at some weird time, just hold it until it passes. I blamed myself, then I blamed the girl, then I blamed the other guy. Then I wondered who was with her first and who did she really belong to? The youth, the naivety. Such a blissful ignorance I had been living in. As they would say in Japan, まだ甘い。

I ended up exhausted from the emotion and went to bed. I woke up the next day feeling great. I realized that I didn't own anyone and she didn't belong to me, and that of course she was free to do whatever. They say the best revenge is to live a successful life- so that weekend I found the hottest girl that I worked with (she was hot!), and I hooked up with her. I wanted the news to travel. I wanted to the first girl to find out about it and become jealous. I wanted her to hurt. Such pettiness. Such a weak way to live out my life. The funny thing was, the new girl had a boyfriend too.

Since then it's happened numerous times. I guess the experience left a mark, because from that first time I reflected on what would prevent a girl from leaving me. I thought that the best way to do this was to be the best lover, the best guy in bed. I have read so many books on the topic, experimented with so many different ideas, and learned to do crazy things that are just beyond most people's understanding of what good sex can be. I still I feel I have a lot to learn, but these days I do it through a genuine interest in the topic, not through a fear that I'm not good enough.

Even still, with the amazing sex box ticked off, I still feel that people want some sort of side action to accompany their long and strong bond with their loved one. This researcher supports the idea. It's a video lecture that goes for about 20 minutes. Interesting if your into physiology/love/sex. Something she said that stood out to me was, "Humans are created for reproducing, not happiness. We make our own happiness with that." or something of the like. It's near the end. Check it out- she has a lot of interesting things to say about sexuality.

Recently I want side action. I have basically turned down all the girls that have been coming my way since I haven't really wanted to push myself to go after them. I also started to think about easier alternatives. I've been looking at prostitution websites. I've slept with hookers before (see Thailand posts from a year ago) so it wouldn't be anything new. I looked at the prices, I looked at the girls. The girls looked good, but really, couldn't I just do this for free?

Upon a whim, I left my apartment, walked into the street, started talking to girls and eventually picked up a cute 22 year old nutritionist with a seriously tight body and hot boots at the convenience store nearby.

We had dinner the other night.

She was charming in her pleasant relaxed confidence and her eyes looked at me playfully while her composure was calm. We talked about nothing of particular interest.

She wants to meet again...

I do too.

I wonder if she has a boyfriend...

I ate whale meat

I had a small piece of whale meat the other week at kushi katsu restaurant. Japan catches whale for 'research' purposes and sells it in various restaurants. It's a very political and emotional topic for everyone involved. Since I'm neither political or emotional I ate the whale, thought it was shit and vowed to never pay for a shit tasting piece of meat like that again. Serious. It was like eating steak, but dirty, fishy and gross.

Thinking about Japan culture I was reminded of this video. It could be either funny or confusing.

Question: What is your advice for American men who want to move to Japan but have no idea what's the best way of going about it?

I'm kinda trying to go for a bit of a theme on this blog. Giving Americans practical living advice is not really part of that theme, but I'll give it a shot.

Step 1. American food culture is whack. You guys seem to be eating average tasting food that is loaded with calories and little nutritional value. Plus the average portion size is too big. Realize that by living there surrounded by obese people is going to influence you. If you aren't already, you will probably end up, obese, diabetic and gross looking with a high risk of heart disease. If you get married, *it's a fact you're going to have fat kids and die well before your wife and she is going to use all your savings and hard work plus the built up life insurance from over the years to live a lackadaisical life hassling your kids to hang out with her. Bail out while you can.
*Facts based upon author's wild imagination.

Step 2. Sell all your shit. If you can't sell it, give it away. If you can't give it away, throw it away. All you really need is your wits and an ipod loaded with your favorite beats- they will keep you company on the long lonely nights away from western civilization. If you are a big dude you might wanna bring some clothes. If you aren't, get new clothes here.

Step 3. Buy a one way ticket. You might find that Japan is not your thing and want to go home. By all means you should, just don't do it directly. Stop off at some other countries in Asia. See how the rest of the world lives. It will build your character and make you worldly. Then when you do go back to fatsville you can jump into conversations with strangers at the bar by saying, "That reminds me of the time I was in Cambodia. Well, you see, I had missed the local camel back to the camp and I only had two live chickens with me to last until the dawn." Watch their eyes glaze over because most people don't care about life outside their own country. That's when family comes in handy.

Step 4. You will need to get accustomed to life in Japan- find a local girl to help you with this. According to another American reader of my blog who made comments, this is easy. He didn't outline any specifics, but I recommend going to an international party. There you will find many girls who have done home stays in foreign countries and want to maintain their English skills without having to pay for classes. The chances of them being hot is VERY low, but most guys will be stoked that skinny girls are talking to them without being bitchy so it doesn't matter. Just be nice and they will swoon. Then when she shows you around town and your natural reaction is to complain about how things are different to back home, don't do this! When I was a high school student I worked at a supermarket and a fat American women complained about my country's currency and wanted me to agree with her, "It's strange money, isn't it. Don't you think it's strange?" To my simple teenage brain, money was money, and Americans were fat, ignorant and egotistical, walking through life just waiting to judge everyone and everything, acting too serious while solving crime cases using forensic technology and either getting lost or trying to survive on islands without getting eliminated by the tribe.

It wasn't until I came to Japan that I realized that there are some cool ones out there. Hopefully you will be cool and recognize that strange equals different and different equals variety. Variety is the spice of life. If you need to complain, do it with other foreign people or use a blog to vent. Try to do it in a fun, creative way so that others can laugh at your misery. Bottom line is that no one likes their culture insulted by people who aren't of that culture. See? I just did it you. ^o^

Step 5. If someone insults your culture, don't bite back. Just laugh it off and be cool. They will like you when they realize that they are being insulting bitches and you are cool.

Step 6. When eating ramen, slurp the noodles and make a loud noise. This will help you fit in.

Step 7. When ordering draft beer, expect that the head is going to be deep and foamy. You should shout, "KAMPAI!" and clink glasses with people around you to make friends. After this you should take a large manly gulp and carelessly wipe the excess beer foam from your mouth with the back of your hand and exhale out a sigh of relief for finishing another hard day of work. Don't be selective in who you talk to. Just talk to anyone. You will find that most people will be shocked at talking to a stranger, let alone a foreign one, but it will make their day if you give them a smile.

Step 8. If you get into shit, don't make a fuss and try to argue your way out of it. You are only digging yourself deeper and the language barrier will work against you. "We understand that there is problem and you are involved. So. You are responsible. Why you don't apologize? huh? You don't do nothing wrong? I don't understand. We police are here. You must have done something wrong."

Accept responsibility and say sorry, even if you think you did nothing wrong. You don't want to end up in court, there is like a 99% conviction rate. They don't have juries here. The Japanese way is to give a fake apology. Then you can blame your lack of understanding the culture and they will usually be satisfied with that and let you off. After things have cooled off they might even be really friendly and try to bust out some English on you. One of my girlfriend's childhood friends is a cop and he is a funny mofo. He was talking to me about going to China to fuck hookers and invited me to go with him, in front of my GF. Hilarious.


I think that's about all you need to survive and thrive.

Question:any tips for japanese language learning?

I gave a basic outline of how I study here.

But just like anything, the more time you spend doing it, the better you will get. Even if you are just watching Japanese TV mindlessly It still helps IMO. These days I just talk to my GF, watch Anime, read comics, and I also read ero blogs on the net. You can download a firefox plugin called 'rikaichan' so when your cursor hovers over a Kanji character the english translation pops up. It's awesome.

Sometimes I practice writing by copying out sentences from an SRS like ANKI and I use a book by Heisig for Kanji. I also use my ipod touch for a vocab application 'Japanese flip'. I also download anime onto my ipod and watch it on the go. I also use my ipod for my dictionary. I used to listen to free Japanese podcasts but they stopped doing them for free so I gave that up. Plus I couldn't stand the guys voice. His voice made me angry. But ipod rocks.

Keep your headphones on, try to make the input Japanese as much as possible. Listen to a song you like then check the net for the lyrics, then try to sing the song. When you buy Japanese products try to read the label. Get input from as many different sources and mediums as you possibly can. If you're using materials that are of genuine interest to you, you will want to understand the meaning and that will motivate you to continue.

Then if the material itself doesn't motivate you, walking the streets and seeing girls like this looking at you and smiling, and then realizing that you can't speak to them, will make you want to learn. That's if you're a guy....d^0^b

I want to be The Greatest

So busy with work and study these days. The rainy weather makes my time with my GF mostly indoors. Drinking plumb wine, eating cheese, taking warm baths and talking about everything and nothing while dreaming about becoming the greatest.

I want to be a funky funk cat

So I tried to get my GF to funk dance with me. I thought some old school shit would get her into it. No such luck. I had to up the funk levels!

Funkas

This shit is the FUNK. She still wouldn't dance with me though :(

I will break her down slowly. Get her drunk, then get the funk.

alcomohol

When I was a teenager/early 20's I never drank. I drank a little, but very sporadically. This is the time of life when people are supposed to go wild and drink a lot. I didn't so much. I was very strict and uptight. Totally focused on my study and on my health.

These days, I drink more than I used to. Tonight I had 5 cans of beer and some umeshu (plumb wine) with my GF. Yesterday I went to a BBQ and drank a ton. Two days before that I randomly invited some girls that were in the same elevator as me after work to go drinking with me and a co worker at a random street side vendor. When that finished I was on my way home and bumped into a guy that lives in the same building as me. I happened to get a bottle of champagne that day from a student so we decided to crack it open and drink it.

He was with his girlfriend and the three of us sat outside on the stairs drinking champagne, talking boisterously. The rain started to fall lightly making the air fresh, and we got happily drunk. It was a nice moment.

I just think about how much drinking I do, and how it is more than what it used to be. I think it's because I don't drive anymore, and I don't have any overbearing parents trying to moderate my lifestyle. Sometimes I hear stories about people who lived in Japan and come back with alcoholism and it kinda worries me. I also know about how my family has a history of alcoholics. I don't think I drink large amounts, but I drink pretty often. Almost everyday. But only one or two drinks. Then on days when I go out- its 3-5+ drinks. Not that much really. It's just that I go out often.

I think that Japanese lifestyle results in an increase in alcohol consumption.

My GF this, My GF that...

Ever hung out with one of those people that talk non stop about their new relationship and try to wedge the topic in on every conversation? Then 6-12 months later when it isn't so new anymore they just roll their eyes when they talk abour the same person?

That guy, is me.

Yeah. I suck. HAHA!

Can I leave my stuff at your place?

My GF asked if she could leave a bag of her stuff at my place. It's cool with me, since we are pretty established now. It feels kinda strange when it happens too soon though. Like when a girl takes over my tiny bathroom with her stuff on day2.

I was looking around my place and I still have various remnants from ex- hookups, GFs, one nights stands.

I have a fake lip-ring from a one night stand punk chick. I have an ear stud from a slightly B-kei one night stand.

Random hair brush. I don't know.


Ex-GF's and Fuck buddy's; Bath salt, facial scrubs, soaps, lotions, massage oil- other things I don't know what their purpose is for....

I think it's time to either use them, or lose them. My skin is a little dry around the eyes. Perhaps a nice bath with a revitalizing facial is in order....?

Am I being a bitch?

Or do I just have little patience for bullshit?

A girl who I dated, went to Karaoke, made out with, stopped replying to my messages a long time ago contacted me suddenly. She asked how I was, I gave a friendly reply and asked the same of her. No reply.

One week later (last night) she asks if it's OK to call me and does so.

She tells me she is at work and needs something translated for work, can I help her?

No; hello, how are you?, what are you doing?, hows life? It's been a while since I totally brushed you off like a bad smell and tried to forget about you because I only wanted to try out hanging with a foreigner and wasn't interested in anything more, just a bit of fun......(thats my assumption at least).

Whatever.

I try to help. She says some sentences and I reply in English and she says she can't understand my English- can I mail her the translation?

I told her, "Yea, sure!!"

But really, "No fucking way!!!"

How do you brush a dude off with no explanation and think that a year later he is going to do your job for you for free?

I got a message from her today asking if I was busy because she needs those translations for work. I almost feel bad.

But mostly, I don't care.

I have a shoe fetish

I don't know how it got this way, but its pretty full on now.

Maybe it started with me noticing the pink toenails of a girl wearing sandals?

Maybe I saw a bit of toe sticking out with some 'toe cleavage'?

I did notice that when I saw girls with more conviction in their style, they had more confidence in their walk and nicer shoes on their feet.

Nowadays I look at shoes like I'm looking at tits.

I try to sneak a look without getting caught looking weird or creepy.

The school uniform fetish that is so common here does absolutely nothing for me and when I see it I think, 'child' and absolutely nothing registers in my mind. In fact I think the way that this entire country somehow openly embraces this as commonplace is completely vulgar- but as they say, when in Rome...hmmm... It still does nothing for me.

There's a 16 year old girl I do private lessons with every week. In a way, I could imagine how she would be cute to other girls and guys her age. One public holiday I taught her and she came in without her uniform, dressed in casual- lots of makeup, perfume and heels...... minors shouldn't be allowed to wear heels. They were hot. And strappy.

I stole all these pics from a blog. But that blog said they stole them from someone else. Super steal baby.

Fcup's amway secret

I'm still not sure what to think about these messages. If you want a translation just ask.

F-cup: Hi Ransom, 来週　ヒマな日ある？
Me: Hi Fcup. I'm free on Monday. How about you?
Monday?! Im work on Monday
After work?
It goes out with the friend! Besides, is a free day?
夜は仕事が昼間はあいてるの日が金曜日だよ
ちゃあ金曜日の昼間お茶する？　Do you know amway?
Do I know amway? [anywhere]ってこと？
AMWAYってゆぅ会社知ってる？
知らない
そっか。世界中で広がってるビジネスやから知ってるかと思って
結構です
誘ってないよ
じゃ、なぜ俺に聞いた？
外国ではどのくらいされてるのかなと思って
かなり流行ってるよ
そぉなんやぁ
そう
BTW, How old are you?
28. You?
Really?! 25 クラィかと思ってた。　２３
俺は若いぽいっていういみ？
少し若く見えます
君の顔はどんどん忘れてる。。。
イメージで

眠い。。gunite. sweet dreams.
you too.

Nipplegasm

It's an orgasm through nipple stimulation alone. I realized I hadn't done one to my girlfriend yet, so I did it to her this afternoon. She was shocked and surprised, but loved it. Her first time to experience nipplegasm.

Guys, don't let anyone tell you it can't be done, because it absolutely can.

Nipplegasm; another great way to get a girl off.

F cup tits

There he is. The cool guy. The guy that girls swoon for and guys hate from the feeling of jealousy. He has a good job and a nice car. He is composed and articulate in his speech. His voice resonates a clarity of mind and intelligence yet he never becomes the "Mr. Know-it-all". Somehow he maintains his humility and never gets too full of himself. He dresses well- fashionable, but at the same time his hair is slightly messy and his face could do with a shave, but it only adds to his rugged charm. He doesn't mind to laugh at himself and when he does it shows his big white teeth. He never takes himself too seriously and you can feel that he is just so easy to be around even though he seems so cool. He says nice things to you and is always positive, and even though he is funny and makes you laugh when he talks, there are times when he is quiet and serious and you wonder what he is thinking. Sweet, funny, cute yet mysterious. His baby face is a contrasting gap to his ripped abs and muscular body. If women knew, women would find it hard to say 'no' to this guy.

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When I think of a guy that I imagine most girls would find attractive, he seems like this.

When I imagine a girl that has the same level of attractive qualities she would have;

A cute face, slim waist, F-cup sized tits...............


............vagina................?

Oh yeah!! I almost forgot. Her personality should be simple so we can feel like we impress her with our lame stories! ! ! !

Yeah, that's about all guys need.

Notice I lacked to mention the job? Men aren't concerned with such superficial things like what money and status a girl has. NO! We go straight to the core- the heart of the girl. Or, at least in that general direction; the chest...... Chest/breast (size) is more important than status.

So when a girl like this who I picked up waaaaaay back last winter, suddenly messages me out of nowhere asking to have a dinner date with me- I should be all over it. BUT- I'm so goddamn busy with this post grad study!!!! RAAA!!! I'm angry.

I want breast!

I approach girls

I approach and talk to girls fairly often. Of course I don't detail most of them in this blog because nothing out of the ordinary happens, but generally, I talk to many women in many different places and situations. When I talk, I'm not really thinking about sex or friendship or anything into the future at all. Usually I'm thinking, "I want to talk to girls", or "These girls are looking at me, it would be polite to say hello."

Clothing shops, Coffee shops, book shops, fast food shops, music shops, sometimes even trains and elevators- I talk. Bars are places for people to get together, drink and talk. Of course I approach women there and have conversations even when I don't intend to sleep with them.

Sometimes I just like to chat. Sometimes, even when I'm in the street, I'll be with other guys, and if we got some girls to go drinking with us it would be more fun. And it usually is.

It seems many people think that the only reason a man would want to approach a woman is only because he wants sex.

If a woman ever thinks the only reason I would be talking to her is because I want to fuck her she should quit flattering herself and just enjoy the moment because very soon it will pass and be forgotten.

There are only very rare occasions I think, "Damn, that girl is so my type, I have to talk to her." Other times I'm just in the mood and I do want sex and could basically fuck anything. This seems to be happening less and less though.

Shotgun wedding?

I shot off an email to a hostess I used to hook up with a while ago, just checking in on how she is doing- 6 months ago was around the last time we hooked up I think. I wrote about her here.

She told me that she is married now and living with her husband!!

I can't believe how quickly people get married here.

She is having the 'wedding party' next spring (although already legally married??). If she invites me I will have to go, get drunk, and hit on her friends.

Fuck the church bells

I live near a church. Every Sunday morning I wake up to the sound of a church bell ringing. As it rings I wait and think of all the destructive things I could bring upon that bell. I conjure ways to shut it up for good. It rings 36 times and then I can sleep again. But later it rings again to signify the end of church. Fuck it. Fuck the bells. Fuck them all. Especially when I have a hangover- which is like every week. Fucking bells.

How would the church like it if I started blazing Schwarzenegger inspired comedy metal outside their window?

I've lived here for 3 years and it's always been so, but today especially, I was grumpy. Pissed me off right up until I met up with my girlfriend. She was so hot today. Not just today, but everyday. When I saw her I thought, damn is this my girlfriend? She told me later that she did exactly the same thing about me. We went for a walk and played games at the game center- I spent a bunch of money on UFO catcher trying to get the candy- then as the hatch closed it- the candy tower fell down and I got nada. I could just go to the supermarket and get candy but it wouldn't taste as good as victory candy. I want victory candy. I want to taste the victory. And it was so close. My gf dragged me away kicking and screaming like a child.

Went back to my place and I got kinky on her- with a little bit of sexy talk.

Just kidding. When I get erotic, you know I do it right- I mean I have an ero blog and all. It was more like this.

In all seriousness, girlfriend sex leaves random hookup sex in the dust. She doesn't have to act all, "I'm a nice girl so I don't want to give you the wrong impression and do anything slutty like..... enjoy myself during sex." Thank goodness (which is a totally ridiculous concept that somehow pervades). We can forget the formalities and cut straight to fucking whenever we feel like it. which is usually- always. She doesn't have to worry about me being totally perverted and domineering during sex because she knows that when the sex is over, I'm usually pretty nice.

She really likes my shoulders and she couldn't stop touching them when we were fucking today- I said, "触って” which means, "touch it" but I wasn't specific about "it", so she took it to mean her own pussy..... She started to finger her clit while we were fucking (hot!) and we both came at the same time and just lay there laughing. That's only the second or third time I've seen a J-girl touch her own pussy during sex.

Had I known or thought of it, I would have told her earlier.

Bad milk

When a Japanese girl sees a foreign guy as a chance to use her English skill and uses him for her own means of language practice or free learning she is referred to as a "milker". Another common term is "Engleech". Some guys get pissed off at girls like this because they more or less use them.

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The other night I was walking in the street near my place and noticed a pair of fine legs strolling up ahead in the same direction. Glittery heels with pink strap sandals and ripped short denim shorts. It was a nice view. I ended up over taking them until they cluttered after me and said, "Excuse me." Short and slim in stature with sharp eyes, I was sure I had seen her before. "Do you remember me?"

Indeed, she was a girl I had talked to in a bar one time. If I remember correctly she was speaking to me in English but I was in Japanese mode and not ready to change back so I continued in a friendly manner until she got pissed off and stopped speaking to me. One of my friends who doesn't speak Japanese ended up fucking her that night. He told me that she said the most adventurous sexual thing she did was get involved in a 6 way..... All men.... Openly slutty and unashamed. She also told him that she was meeting her boyfriend later the following day of the night they hooked up.

I remembered her and her details and we chatted as we walked. She invited me to a bar where she intended to go drinking alone but I had to meet other people first. She took my phone number and called me later asking where I was. I was with the friend who had fucked her that time and I told him about it and he was encouraging me to "hit it" since they hadn't worked out and according to him- she had a boyfriend anyway. I protested, not to say that my friend had bad taste in women, but because she wasn't my type and I'm mostly keen on my girlfriend.

But since everyone was going for the trains I decided to head on over and just chill.

Underground in a basement bar that offers low prices, pop music and a smokey atmosphere- she drank red wine and I drank beer. The other patrons looked nothing out of the ordinary and she spoke to me in English saying that last time we met I was annoying but this time I was much better.

My dream is to be perfect to everyone in every way at every moment- but I mostly don't give a shit about how people judge me since I don't want to hang with bitter cynics anyway.

Still, I asked her why. She claimed that when guys can speak Japanese very well, especially using the local dialect, Japanese people don't like it. I thought that was odd because every hot girl that I had talked to up that point was very impressed with my efforts to communicate with them in their language, but I bit my tongue knowing that she would probably get defensive of her position and bitch out. In any case, I was certain she had me confused with another of my friends who also has blond hair and speaks very well because I don't use local dialect so much and my speaking is pretty crappy, especially when I drink.

We chat and she tells me that she doesn't want a boyfriend, but is pissed off at my friend who seems like a player. Nonetheless, she invites me to karaoke and we go. There she continues to drink red wine, not like the red wine you know, but cheap stuff more like grape juice that has been mixed with a shot of shochu so the combination of sweet overwhelms you until you are hit with a sharp bitter aftertaste that burns your throat. I drink chu-hi and sing random songs from the 70's. She is impressed and sings some crappy Avril Lavigne. She is turned on whereas I'm turned off. But her pink shoes and smooth legs are rubbing on me now. A change in mood?

We leave and start making a walk in the direction of our apartments and there is no way in hell that she is coming to my place. She obviously feels the same about her place by the way she says, "there is no way in hell we are going to my place."

We go to her place anyway, where she gets busy tidying up (wtf?) and I feel dry and tired. The sexual tension is gone, her apartment's light is glaring and I'm not really into it. She encourages me to leave her place and go home. We talk more while she cleans and the topic is dry, concerned with her view of relationships, which she struggles to get out in English, highly vague with her leaving a lot of blanks for me to fill while also stating that although she doesn't have or want a boyfriend, actually, it depends on the guy, and maybe she does want a boyfriend.

I help take her top off, which reveals a light blouse underneath, she giggles so I push her onto the bed and she lets out laugh but quickly places a hand on my shoulder to restrain me from moving further. As I'm looking at her pale white skin and sharp eyes I notice on the edge of her thin lips some dark red chunks of crustified cheap red wine and stained red teeth. Sickly pale white skin, a dark red mouth with a wry smile while her eyes are rolling back in her head. Vampiristic. In a creepy way.

She giggles and a noxious odor pours out and hits my face in a sharp stabbing fashion and her grip on my shoulder grows tighter, pushing me away as her face becomes quickly serious.

Sometimes it takes caustic bad breath to make you realize that fucking contradictory mildly attractive bitchy women just because they are slim- is not a good idea.

This sux. What am I doing? I know that in Japan, 'no' often means 'yes' and this is something I usually go through, but...... I don't want to anymore. I don't want to be here in the apartment of some chick that fucked my friend. What was I even doing there in the first place? I'm seeing my girlfriend tomorrow and she is waaaay bitching hot and isn't a vampire looking milker chick trying to use me for speaking practice and she never turns down sex because she loves it every time.

I tell 'Vampire' that she was right before when she told me that I should leave. She is pretty shocked but I leave and give her a hug goodnight anyway. She melts a little but I'm happy to be gone.

I learn Japanese from Anime

First I started learning from a book. Books are boring. Then one time I tried to speak when I was with my then GF and her friends. They all laughed at my pronunciation and it made me embarrassed. So I got some listen and repeat type audio and I practiced saying phrases hard. Every morning, and every night. I sat in the bath, pretending I was some Japanese ninja or samurai and just tried to sound like the recording. It worked well.

Because of the listen and repeat stuff I heard, I would then see similar phrases in the book and think, "yea, I've heard that." And the grammar rules would stick.

Then I started taking lessons. I had private lessons, but it was just some chick who wanted to speak English and date a foreign guy. She took me out on a series of dates and took me to romantic settings to do the lessons. It pissed me off because I would have to waste a whole evening being this woman's date when I just wanted to study. Then she asked me out even though I was with a girl a billion times hotter and cooler than her. Uncomfortable.

I ditched her and started taking group lessons and they were way better. I listened to the lesson audio all the time, even when I wanted to listen to music I just persevered (now I don't so much- maybe I should?). Then I realized that instead of listening to My Chemical Romance, Thrice or The Used- I could listen to The Gazette or other J-Rock groups. Funny story is that I actually met a popular J-rock singer and because of that I learned a few of his songs to sing at karaoke. I won't say who, but he is one of the really pretty ones who still wears colored contacts and makeup when he is on holiday in a different country (I was working at the hotel he stayed at). I'm pretty sure he has had nose surgery.

If you study only lesson material you get bored. So in my chill time I watch Anime. First, I decided to watch Ouran High school Host club. For me this seemed like a good idea. It's aimed at teenage girls, so I guessed the story would be more interesting than normal kids shows, but interesting enough for me. Also I guessed the vocab would be good for talking with girls. It is. The lead character is a really daft and dramatic blond guy like me. It seemed strange that they would center the Anime around a foreigner but that made me curious about it.

I watched it with subtitles and I couldn't pick much up. Then I got one episode and just watched it everyday. I didn't look at the subtitles because I already knew the story, so I just watched and listened, over and over. When I went to my Japanese lessons, we would learn new vocab and grammar and I would think, 'I've heard this before, I'm sure.' and it would stick. Or 'Oh! That's what that means! I've always wondered what that meant.' and it would stick more than if I had just come across it in the lesson. Then I would hear it again in the Anime and it would get stronger. I really think watching the Anime- and reading the comic of the same episode really helped me- and still does.

I never went to a Japanese university or did a homestay. I just studied while working, and I still do- now I'm doing postgraduate study (in English) by correspondence. I think it's good to keep your brain stimulated.

I teach English to adults and teenagers and with all the years of school class time that they put into learning English, I wonder why they are unable to communicate. It's a such a waste. My advice- Enjoy learning language.

Foreign girls

Foreign girls who like J-guys = cool.

Sometimes I check the traffic for this blog and it's going crazy cause someone has linked me. I freak out and think "shit! my secret blog is now public news." but it goes away pretty soon. Recently I was linked by this girl.

I like blogs by girls who like J-guys because I usually hear hate. I hear hate from foreign guys and girls. I also hear hate from foreign girls about J-girls.

I think it's OK to hate individuals- not a whole race.

On the other hand, I don't think it's OK when people love a whole race. Like when I meet J-girls who love white men, just because they are white. Not cool.

Ex hook-ups

Ex hookups+getting married=weird.

Facebook is a wonderful thing. So wonderful it allows people to stalk me down and send me friend requests and then get all psycho on my shit when I don't friend them. It also allows people to unfriend me. Making me think that I fucked up somehow.

The other thing is it lets me see photos of the girls I hooked up with, who then FB'd me, sometime later, getting married. It's not a bad thing, just kinda strange.

-There was a hostess who had a thing for maid outfits- now married.
-Cute white chick with amazing tits- now married (Yes. Even though I live in Japan I still hookup with white chicks, it's not that weird).
-Other chick I bumped into at the homewares center who was shopping for homewares with her new husband. Weird. Saw pics on FB. She looked nice.
-Ex gf, now engaged.

It's weird. But I like to reminisce about the good times I had with them. This is what being late 20's is I guess.

I get nervous

sometimes......

It's strange though, cause it doesn't ever really happen that often.

My plan was to study in a cafe near my house. Trying to write a report at home is hard because there are so many distractions.

As I'm walking about the area meandering to my favorite cafe my eyes are drawn to the figure of a short girl. Round toed black army boots, a pink top tied in place with black string, reminiscent of some kind of corset- more fitting for underwear than over wear- and a black frilly tutu. It was almost as if the army had deployed a ballerina to perform an S&M reconnaissance mission in broad daylight right in my neighborhood.

I notice her eyes shoot outward at me and through my over sized sunglasses I catch her taking more than a casual glance. As we pass I turn my head ever so slightly and look back at her. A mixture of curiosity and sexual interest. Perhaps I should talk to her? No, I'm supposed to be studying, not macking on chicks.

I think nothing more and enter the cafe. Moments later she appears outside the front window where I am sitting looking out at her. She notices me, smiles, enters and takes a seat next at the table near.

When things like this happen, I generally just start talking and make conversation, but there are times when I get nervous. I don't know why. She is not spectacular in appearance, kinda cute, kinda sexy... We look at each other and smile. A mixture of interest combined with air of nonchalance exudes her. Her green contact lensed eyes cut into me sharp and with her smile I notice she has braces. This is definitely someone's sexual fantasy, even if it's not mine. I eat lunch and try to study, glancing over my shoulder at her shapely figure every now and then, only to notice that she is doing the same to me.

After some time she writes something on her diary and tears the piece of paper off. I wonder if she is going to make a pass. She sits and reconsiders, puts the paper back in her diary and stands up to leave. I follow moments later and make a quick move into the direction where she was headed. I'm feeling nervous still. Why? It feels like my heart is moving too fast for a simple nampa like this. I walk quickly up the street, looking left looking right. She couldn't have gone far. I can't see her. I've lost her. What a runaround!

From around a corner in the edge of my eyes, a pink and black figure appears.

"Hello, nice to meet you. I'm Ransom."
I can't believe I'm so fucking nervous I'm actually shaking.
"Ah... Hello.."
We talk for a few moments in both English and Japanese and I find out that she is on her way to a rock show. She asks for my phone email quite quickly, directly and unashamedly.

We started mailing tonight.

She's young. 19 years old. Lives quite far away. The fact that I was nervous makes me way more attracted to her...

homesick

Well, not really homesick- but an appreciation for some of the things back home. I was talking to one of my brothers on a skype chat and seeing him with his spacious house and wife and kids makes me see how gratifying family life might be.

I was also chatting on facebook the other day with a chick I hooked up with last time I was back there. Looking at her hot pics and her huge breasts makes me wish I was there with her. So hot. She invited me to visit her. I'm sure if I actually went there she would freak the hell out, but would hook up anyway.

I wanna go for a surf.

Simultaneous orgasms

I love them. I've been having a lot with my girlfriend of late. It's easier to get the timing down with someone you know well. Good times.
Speaking of good times, these guys know how to have a good time- climb a mountain and eat sushi AT THE SAME TIME! Awesome idea.
Check it out around 2:12.

Drunk Poetic

The other week I went to a small restaurant run by an old man and old lady and I was reminded of why I like Japan so much. I even got creative and poetic about it. It's these things that make me never lose interest in Japan.

Kushi Katsu at a ma and pop shop

Grease I eat, beer I drink

Feeling tipsy, I can't stop

battered vegetables on a stick

おわり。

I lIke being judgmental

Giving other people shit makes me feel good because I can feel like I'm actually better than someone.

Then I realize that if I have to hate other people to feel good, my life must be pretty sad.

If I were truly cool, I would just be awesome living an awesome life, too fly to hate on fools.

So I try to tell myself that I'm cool and I don't need to hate.

Having said that; I fucking hate it when hot chicks tell me their sex life sux. It's such a waste of hot chick. I was talking to my best female friend from back home and she started to tell me that her rich BF's sex sux. He's all about work. The sex is always horizontal and involves him watching TV at the same time. What the fuck is that?

And what is with chicks thinking that all men only want sex? Not the case at all! As we can see, guy above doesn't.

In addition, I, for one, don't want just sex.

I want a combination of sex, money, drugs, alcohol, power and rock music.



I would also like some tuna sashimi with wasabi and soy sauce.

Master of your domain

A friend told me that he stopped eating carbs and processed foods. Basically, he would walk around the outer edge of the supermarket and collect as many, meats, fish, vegetables and fruits as he wanted. No bread, no rice, no pasta, no anything else. I thought this was stupid and crazy and unnecessarily hard on yourself as well as unhealthy. We need carbs for energy. He said the body can use fat as an energy source and the energy is more constant than that of carbs that are constantly being regulated by insulin and are peaking and dipping all through the day.

He said that there was no use in eating a ton of energy if we weren't using any of it anyway. He said that the reduction in empty carbs would allow for more chance to eat proteins and vegetables to give my body more shape and vitamins essential for healthy bodily maintenance. I would end up feeling better and looking better.

It sounded so ridiculous that obviously I had to try.

The first week was hard. Really fucking hard- I nearly passed out during class and I could never stop being hungry no matter how much salad, nuts and chicken I ate- but after that week it became more and more easy. I'm still doing it months later and although I'm not so strict- (I drink a ton of beer and eat pizza every now and then) I still love it and don't want to go back. I initially gave myself the challenge of no beer, no coke, no carbs for a month. This really sucked, but it was great in the end.

Now I have a new challenge.

No masturbation!!

My sex drive is pretty constant and I get turned on pretty quickly. I watch porn a lot, I masturbate all the time. In other words, I'm a typical guy.

The idea of this challenge is that if I don't masturbate I will have more artistic and creative expression, more motivation to do study, I will wake up earlier and be full of life, etc, etc.

Of course I'm skeptical of this and expect the results to be me becoming horny as fuck, irritable, and possibly becoming a little creepy in the process -BUT- I have to take action to be able to back my words up.

No masturbation starts tomorrow and I will post results in this thread's comment sextion. oops, section.
'X and C' are right next to each other on the keyboard. Freudian slip already?

My fears

I feel that in life in general, monogamy is a double edged sword of happiness and torment. I wish it were just complete fairy tale ending and I found my princess and that was it. But what happens when previous princesses contact you? What happens when that hostess you hooked up with a year ago is back in town and wants to meet up? What happens when that bi girl is in town? What happens when you sit down in a cafe and you can hear what the group of cute girls next to you is saying about you in detail because they think you can't understand? What happens when you go to step into an elevator and the doors open and a really cute girl is there and she sees you and starts bushing and then gives you the eyes and you know that if you weren't trying to be 'Mr.monogamy', you would be eventually sharing a beautiful moment and a beautiful memory with a beautiful person? What happens when these things happen, but at the same time you know you really like the person you are with and don't want to ruin that?

Frustration happens.

I'm just curious why we have these social rules in place. Who was the first person to say, "one only", and then everyone else followed that rule.

At the same time, the last thing I want to do is totally abandon social norms and end up in a skewed reality that is so departed from everyone else like this guy.

The Bi is back in town

The bi girl who hooked up with on several occasions, and the girl who contributed to my strangest date ever, is back in Japan for a short time. A month perhaps. I heard it on the grapevine, not from her personally. She hasn't contacted me at all and I don't think she will. But I'm sure if I contact her she will be down to hang out, which I would like to do, without crossing the friend boundary. I just kinda know myself and know that when I'm in an isolated place with a girl, I generally try to get physical. I have no self control. Hanging with her in a group would be best.

Perhaps not meeting up at all would be best?

I was just thinking the other day how I have come to enjoy... well not enjoy but...'crave' no, no, crave isn't the word either, 'want' is best- I want a bit of pain with sex, and would like it if my girlfriend would bite me somewhere or tear her fingernails down my back just a little.

I think this bi girl has turned me.

Guys who don't speak Japanese

There's a guy who lives near me. He's a quite fashionable foreign guy (rare), average in looks (common), short in stature and more or less 'emo'. I came across his diary one time on mixi and it was mostly emo self pity I hate myself cause the girl I slept with won't return my calls crap. He can't speak Japanese, or if he can, he hides it really well. We give the 'whats up?' and share a quick couple of words when we bump into each other.

The thing is that I have seen him with 2 different girls who I would actually sleep with.

When I see foreign guys, I see with them an average looking girl hanging off their arm; women with specific gaijin interest, women I couldn't bear to spend too much time with. White guys don't get hot chicks in Japan and the only guys that I have seen doing so are a few friends, including Nubreed. White guys generally don't get hot J-chicks because hot J-chicks rarely learn English and have foreign interest. The only way to date them is to speak their language.

'Language isn't necessary, it's how you present yourself that counts'. This is bullshit. GUYS don't care about language, we will fuck anything that looks good. WOMEN need to know what is going on inside the head of the guy, even if he looks good. They need to know his character UNLESS she is lacking in options (hot girls aren't) or has a huge fetish (rare). In which case she would have spent some time studying language. Hot Japanese girls are especially impatient with people who aren't in their circle and the only way to overcome that is to be able to communicate verbally with them.

The emo guy baffles me. I don't know how and where he picks up these girls. I mean, they aren't hot- but they are decent, and he doesn't speak Japanese. The way they look at me when I say 'hi' shows me that they do have that foreign guy urge. I should congratulate him but I'm mostly just confused.

Payback time!

First a quick update on my situation right now. I was two-timing a Massage Therapist and a Nailist along with other random hookups. Those two had their birthdays very close to each other, and I gave them both very special days- The Nailist had this kind of day- while the the Massage therapist had this kind of day. I ended up cooling things off with the massage therapist almost completely after that day and all other random hook-up girls I haven't bothered to go after despite getting the occasional, "Please pursue me." type of invite.

And my birthday came. Payback time baby.

I still had a plan to meet up with the Massage therapist for my B-day, despite our communication being totally cut down to a minimum, on my behalf, but first I was seeing the Nailist- the apple of my eye right now. We are pretty much monogamous BF/GF. I wasn't sure what to expect seeing that I gave a fun filled day with suspense and adventure and presents, but I was thinking cosplay would be in there.

We met and she had no plan. She paid for lunch, gave me a t-shirt, we had sex, watched a movie (I had to pay for my ticket), then had more sex and I made dinner. Kinda normal day. A little bit of a let down. No cosplay whatsoever.

Next day I met up with the massage therapist who I was really stressing about seeing. I wanted things to be over with her, but she is being pretty persistent...

She had an amazing day planned and spared no expense. We went to an aquarium, had lunch, saw an imax movie, went to a nice restaurant for dinner, drank champagne and ended up back at my place where she gave me a stylish watch. I often forget that she is from a rich family by the way that she works so hard and is so humble. She kept saying that she wanted to take me to a nice hotel for the evening, but I had work the following day so we couldn't. The thing is that when I am on a date with her it's like babysitting so generally I just degenerate into acting like a child also. Which doesn't bother me, but there are times when I yearn for normal conversation. Can you imagine speaking to someone who doesn't even speak their own language properly. It's like talking to tweetie-pie. Fun for a while but a lot of the topics I try to bring up are a total miss and they go nowhere so I have to look for simpler things that she can relate to, and remember we are talking in a language that is foreign to me so it can't be that difficult to start with. This is what happens when you date women based solely on their looks.

Anyway, she gives me the watch and I'm pretty moved by it- so I give her a hug. It turns into an extended hug where I am lying on top of her and we are squeezing each other to death. I really didn't plan to have sex with her. The whole day she was all touching me and I really didn't want to go back there, but it was happening. Holding her slender body close to me while feeling the texture of her soft smooth skin made me forget my plan almost completely. She had pushed her breasts onto me more than a few times that day, and now I could feel them pushing up against my chest. I had been thinking about them all day, but I had also been thinking about my girlfriend, the Nailist. I wanted things to be going normal with her. I didn't want to be living out of secrecy and deception. I wasn't going to do this, I wasn't going to be this guy anymore...

Or was I?

This girl spent a ton of cash. Was she expecting something in return? She was stroking my hair and holding on to me not letting me go from on top of her.

I moved back and looked at her.

She started making out with me.

We got naked and hit the shower.

We washed each other well, paying special attention to her awesome tits. Shower sex followed. She is so hot.

She stayed the night and although I just wanted to fuck her senseless all night, I vowed not to. It's my subtle way of making her loose interest in me.

Recent things that piss me off and make me happy

Things that piss me off;

-Student complained and gave me a negative evaluation. Good work bitch. I was working hard to hit my lesson target so I could get the bonus and now I won't get it because of you. Your reason for complaining; I wasn't smiling. What the fuck has that got to do with language acquisition? You want to study language, right? My facial expression has fuckall to do with that. Suckit and stop being so sensitive. Do you know how impossible it is to smile 10 hours a day, constantly?

-Student asked me out. It happens from time to time. But really, are you serious girl? I'm smiling and happy being nice to you because if I'm not, you won't book lessons with me and I won't get paid- worst case is you will complain and like that other bitch and you will cost me money. I act like I care about the boring shit you do in your life. I act like I'm interested. Get that, I'm acting. It's not real. Now if I say "no" to you, you won't book my lessons again, costing me money, and if I say yes, you won't book me again because you can get me for free! The best I can do is string you along and act like I'm oblivious to your advances. Try to make you think there is still a chance. Don't put me in this situation and recognize that our time together is made possible only because you pay large sums of money to make it happen. On top of that, what's with you flirting with every other guy in the place? It doesn't bother me whatsoever, but not really a good tactic by you. You don't like me, you like getting attention, and I give it, we all give it. Without money, it won't happen. End of story. While I'm at it, a keyword you should think over; "Dental floss."
Just think about it plaquey.

-Ex GF logged into facebook, changed her profile pic and said that she never uses FB. She only uses ameba. She put up a link and I checked it out. She looks good. Real good. I saw a ring on her left hand ring finger. I guess she got what she was looking for within a year. Someone to marry before she gets too old..... (26). Hot chicks can do that easily I guess. Whatever. Her diary sux. "Today I ate cake with my friends, went shopping then went to a golf lesson and drove around in my sports car." It never fucking changes. Your life is luxurious, but it's boring and predictable!
I saw a pic of her new guy. I guess he is good looking... Probably nice..... Intelligent....Charming.... funny....rich.....

Asshole.

I wonder if it's the guy she broke up with to hook up with me all that time ago?

I'm obviously not completely over her.

Things that make me happy;

-Beer. Always good. Even better in summer and even better when I'm pissed off.

-Summer. I love it. Beach parties. Drinking beer on the beach. Going outside and doing stuff. Not having to wear jackets or neckties and cruising around comfortably at night in short sleeves. Being at the beach does make me a little homesick and I want to go surfing. I miss waves.

-Festivals. Went last week. Watched fireworks. Ate festival food. Battled the crowds. Drank beer and ended up having Yukata sex. Hell yea. Yukata sex. So Japanesey. Haahaha. Yukatas are so hot.

-English. I love my language. It's so cool but I feel I'm losing touch with it. The only English I hear is slow boring simple English from students and most of the English I read is informative non fiction. On the rare occasions I see a comedy, or a drama in English I renew my love for my language.

-Japanese. It's so different to English. That makes it cool. I like to study Japanese and use it as much as possible.

-Being a geek. Just because I sleep with ridiculously hot chicks doesn't mean I'm a not a geek. I like to play Street fighter or Tekken every now and then at the game arcade. Some guy who kicks ass usually joins in and challenges me and then kicks my ass, which makes me wish he woulda just used a different console instead of chopping my game short, but I only play one or two games before I get bored. I also watch a ton of anime- it's good for study and entertaining at the same time.

My favorite source of protection

I love them so much I went onto Amazon and ordered 6 boxes. Each box loaded with 12 units of sexual protection. I was going to put up a link and try to earn some sales commission or something, but it's too difficult right now. So I'll just say this- these condoms are the best! They aren't rubber but a kind of plastic. They don't smell like rubber and they don't cut out almost all of the the sensation of sex like standard condoms do. The pack is easy to open and they are easy to put on unlike rubber condoms that are sometimes difficult to unroll.

With the good point of less friction, there is also the bad point of less friction. Over extended love sessions where the tension of my cock may change and lose some firmness, there is the chance the condom will fall off. This will happen with rubber condoms too and has only happened to me once or twice before last night. When it happened last night, I told my girl to chill and I went in and pulled it out with my finger. This kind of thing does freak me out a bit, considering that I was going to finish in that position with her riding on top of me, but I changed plan and position and pushed her onto her side and noticed I was bare. So the best practice is to keep your cock hard and change condoms if it goes down over the marathon sessions. This is recommended by all condom makers.

Anyway, these things happen and I still love these condoms!

Japanese image of sex appeal

Once upon a time, long long ago, in a country far from Japan, I was an innocent young boy who looked at a Japanese woman with eyes of curiosity. What was this figure? Why were her eyes so different in color and shape to mine? Why was her hair so black and straight while her skin so pale? Why couldn't she speak properly and why did I have to bother to learn her stupid language? I was never going to need to use it. It was a useless waste of time.

I was looking at the language teacher who came in to teach my 5th grade class the Japanese language and culture. I hated language class. My mother tried to help me study for the test and made me learn the basic characters but I still sucked and barely scraped a pass. I was happy when the Japanese class ended and was replaced with Italian. I kicked butt at Italian but I turned out to be completely wrong about never needing the Japanese language.

When I got into middle high school an immigrant Thai girl in the grade above had the hots for me and asked me out. I was a bit reluctant at first since she wasn't my nationality. But I ended up going out with her because I had no reason not to and if I looked closely, she was just like the other white girls, only, her tan covered her whole body (hot!) and her eyes, although they were different, seemed kind of mysterious. She was cute too!

I mostly dated girls older than me after that point up until recently, but never really sought out Asian girls after her. I did notice that I found myself interested in them when they showed up around the place. So different from the western figure I knew so well.

It was a short while after I actually came to Japan that I found an interest in Japanese women. At first I was shocked by how small in stature they were. They all looked like children and not yet matured into adults. And why did they carry sun umbrellas and try to keep white skin? Tans are sexy! Yet after some weeks of being immersed in them, and having a severe lack of western options, I noticed myself starting to distinguish between the ones that drew my attention more and I felt some attraction rise in me.

Through conversation with locals about girls and guys and through my own eyes I started to notice the distinguishing features of what makes a Japanese woman attractive and the contrast in this to the western ideals.

Western men generally prefer sexy and sultry looking 'sport models' who don't look as though they will snap in half or go running in fear if you throw a volley ball in their direction. Long hair, tight stomach, and busty cleavage is essential.

The Japanese image of sex appeal has some similarity and some contrasts. Although long hair, tight stomach, and busty cleavage is a plus, many men prefer an innocent looking, child like face in place of a sultry women comfortable in her sex appeal. A woman with the look of bewilderment struck upon her, reminiscent of Bambi prancing though the meadows allows the the men to feel that she is friendly approachable, and will be easily pleased at our lame attempts at humor.

While Caucasian people see a variety of body shape, hair style, hair color and eye color, the distinguishing features of Japanese women is a lot less prominent and making themselves distinguished from one another through grooming is big business. However, there are natural features that they focus in on a lot further than western people notice.

The size of one's face, eyes and mouth seem to be very important. While I had never looked at a woman, or a man and thought to myself, "Wow, his/her face is small." It seems that due to the influence of living here, I am often looking at face size and making judgments upon that. Small face with big round eyes and large mouth- that is cute according to Japan.

Men also share the some similar attractive qualities. Whist broad shouldered hardened men with chiseled abs and a prominent jaw line would be extremely sought after in the west, this image of "macho" leaves many Japanese women feeling overwhelmed and from what I hear, scared. Sorry JonnyGuns. Your stature is too intimidating for most and the gap between you and Japan will be hard to close without a decent grip on the language. You might find an English speaking girl that has studied abroad and is used to the macho culture, but most likely she won't be as attractive as the girl who never stepped outside Japan.

What these girls often idolize is a sweet young nice guy with well maintained hair and slightly groomed eyebrows. Something very important is the appearance of kindness. It seems they want someone they imagine they could be comfortable with. A small face with big eyes, a friendly smile that doesn't come out too often in order to maintain the aura of cool, are just a few of Kimutaku's (one of Japan's biggest male celebrities) main charm points. He also keeps his fashion changing to keep up with the times and to cover his slight frame and lean build. And although he wears a hell of a lot of really crappy fashion mistakes, no one seems to mind because he balances it out by wearing the pain stuff too.

My take on all of this is that I'm still pretty foreign in the fact that I'm not incredibly interested in the 'I'm a sweet innocent child' look that many girls try to create. When they act like children it often comes across as contrived in order to get away with something and is about as attractive as a guy acting tough to garnish attention from women. I prefer the women I date to have some semblance of independence and comfort in their sexuality.

In terms of my look, I go halfway and have a physique what the Japanese call 'hosomacho' which basically means lean and athletic. I work out to some degree, but don't go nuts like I used to. My face is small and my eyes are obviously big and round because I'm foreign. To the people here, I look like an animation or game character. As for my fashion, I like to get into the clothes they sell here. I've always been interested in different ways of dressing and being in Japan allows me to try all sorts of styles without being attacked on the street for looking like I'm 'trying to be a rockstar'. But since I quit my rock band earlier this year, I've been changing my fashion a little. I might do some more posts on fashion in the future because I really like Japanese fashion, but I also really hate Japanese fashion. The vest is fine, but you won't see me wearing that shirt that Kimura is wearing in the photo above. Yikes!

I'm just not the jealous type

My friends lead me on to this audio file. It's basically Mel Gibson going off at a chick because of her sexy and provocative appearance. He loses his cool like a teenage bitch and starts getting emotional like a girl and then he complains about the provocative way the woman dresses and throws in some racism to top the cake. Everything he says is basically an indicator of his own insecurity about sex and other races.

I am the complete opposite to this guy. I want my chicks to look as sexy and provocative as they possible can (depending on the situation). You don't like fake boobs? Good! I'll take them.

The nailist was wearing super short shorts the other week showing off her long tanned legs and she asked me if they were ok. She asked me if I was angry about their length. "They aren't too short?" I was like, "hell no! In fact I think they need to be shorter!"
"But I already cut them to make them shorter than they were. If I cut them any shorter my ass will fall out and you will be able to see it."
"Good. I like looking at your butt."
"But everyone will be able to see it!"
"Good. The world needs more sexy butt."
"嫌だ！" No way

She told me that she often cuts her clothes to make them shorter and cuts the neck of her shirts to reveal more skin. I love that.

I was talking to the massage therapist one time and she told me that in college, her boyfriend used to make her wear shitty clothes that revealed no skin and beat her up on occasion. She felt like she couldn't wear sexy fashionable stuff. I don't know what is going on inside the heads of these guys. Why wouldn't they want their girls to be hot?

On the other hand, there are times when I feel like the girls I'm dating try to 'wimp out' my fashion. My ex girlfriend really wanted me to wear American brands like 'Abercrombie & Fitch'. That brand's look is distinctly American and since I'm not American I can't stomach it. Americans themselves are fine. I like their movies and their music- I just don't want to pay a crap load of money look like a preppy college kid or a rich boy on his way to the country club- when I'm clearly not. There is a lack of congruency. To me it's about as absurd as dressing like a 'wigger'.

She told me to get a polo shirt, pop the collar and wrap the sweater around. I was like, "Are you fo fucking real?"
"But it's soooooo cute!"
"You buy it for me, I buy you a maid outfit, we do cosplay at home. Sweet deal."
"嫌だ！"