AM
Least: By 11:00am, my before-work time had already evaporated. While the carrot of working a day shift is finishing early, the pain of a short day at home is acute. The morning of the day shift is without the slow motion activity of a late start and becomes a strange period when time actually matters. Sometimes having a massive time surplus can be boring, but being time poor is even worse.
Most: Just before 8:55am, I was walking around the park with the usual actors in all of their positions, smoking or getting ready to crack a can of beer. On my second lap, I viewed a scene which a person could only experience in Japan. The robes and white slippers of a monk were visible was he pissed at the public toilet, while in the background a school bus bedecked in
Anpanman cartoon drove past. The koala spring-ride (see my file photo above) nodded softly in agreement that the sight was kind of amazing.
PM
Least: Between 12:00pm and about 4:00pm, I had the terrifyingly boring task of marking and judging handwritten essays by high school students. There were fifty of them. All of them seemed to be about improving Japan's relationship with the world, some of them were about Walt Disney, and too few were very good at all. One student made the wild claim that pencils were made from trees and tomatos while another credited Walt Disney for giving the world hope. After a couple of hours of reading, my eyes swam on the page and my brain was emitting only death-like signals to my body. I hope the contest is a once a year event.
Most: At about 6:20pm, I strolled through Den Den town with my neighbours before we went home. The most striking thing about the area after the brightly lit figurine shops, is the clutches of Maids spruiking for their
cafes. Some of the girls were outrageously dressed with frills, long socks and kitten ears. One particularly hefty woman was wearing a pink frilly lolita outfit but looked as if she'd just stepped off a farm with massive arms and powerful legs. Very odd.
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