I was planning on heading downtown. I wanted to get a haircut and catch a play that one of my improv teachers was putting on during the Fringe Festival. When I went online to buy a ticket, I saw that the Sunday show was off the site so I decided to just stay back home. I put a load of laundry in and started watching movies on Netflix. This is, I forgot about the laundry. It’s now really late meaning that I can’t run the dryer. I don’t know how far sound travels, and I don’t want to annoy the neighbours. So, if you look around my place you can see clothes on hangers all over the place. Yeah…I feel like I’m travelling and I’m in a hotel room. Not good.
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Sniff tests
I’ve finally gotten around to doing laundry after a long period. The catalyst? I’m finding that in the mornings I’ve suddenly started spending way too much time picking out something to wear. There just wasn’t much left in the closet that I’d want to wear to work. In the quest to of find something decent I resorted to doing sniff tests. See, if you even have to consider doing sniff tests, it’s completely time to do a load of laundry. In fact it’s an indicator that it was time to do laundry last week.
As I was folding socks a strange thought came over me: I was actually happy to have done my laundry. It’s a mundane task, but I was damn well pleased. It was as if clean clothes made me ten-times more awesome. I’m not saying I was wearing filthy things to work–just that my selection was running out. As I hung my shirts, I suddenly thought “I am the man!” Damn right. Laundry or not, hell yeah, I am awesome.
God, this blog post is weirding me out.
Tour follow up
On the tenth floor of this hotel, there is a single washer/dryer combo on the balcony. I’m doing laundry because all of my nicer shirts have either expired due to sweat or scents from strong smelling meals from nights past. The entrance to the balcony is a small sliding door. Going out doesn’t seem to be an issue. However, both times that I’ve walked back in, I’ve banged my head on the low hanging entrance. My head hurts like fuck, and I have a small bump now. Maybe the head knocks are meant to serve as a reminder to update this thing…so…I will. Besides, I’ve got 45 minutes before my clothes are dry.
At this point, the official tour proper is complete. Three days and four nights of walking/hiking all over the place and seeing various sights, and I’m wiped out. It was a totally insane time with a lot of ridiculous memories that will last through the ages. After the last night of the tour, it was really sad to see everyone go their separate ways. Some people were really on the verge of crying; that’s how much this gathering meant to them. I would agree. It was amazing. Once in a lifetime. The group dynamics were very interesting and almost complicated. Everyone had distinct personalities that were almost befitting of a video game plot.
I’ll write more about the tour in a private log because none of it should really go out to the whole Internet (for various reasons). When that log goes up, I’ll put a notice here, then those interested can email/message me for access.
Today, I’m heading to Akihabara a second time. Will report more later. 
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