Osaka Birthday Backlog

Those who live within their means suffer from a lack of imagination-Oscar Wilde

Right. I must be the most highly imaginative person I know.

So after being thrown around to and fro from attraction to store to Starbucks to store to photo booths to store to attraction from various friends, old and new, I may have over spent my budget by around $300. I am almost ashamed to admit how much the original budget was. Let’s just say it was a lot.

It was my birthday on November 10th and I had noticed that in the past few months, I had gone from being the young, fun, vivacious me and into a drab, dull, dreadfully dreary thrown-away lone Morning Musume member among the world of AKB 48s. Savage, I know.

(You don’t get my reference? Well, Morning Musume was THE 20-30 member girl band of young kittens, but after a decade they became cats so the entertainment industry basically ignored them and opted for the new 48 member girl band, AKB 48. Get it now? Good.)

Feeling out of place and not myself, the best quick solution is this: Barbara or Osaka. The best thing is, Barbara is currently living in Osaka so I paid my JR ticket and I stormed into Osaka in black knee high leather boots with heels.

Oh — and for any of you who are about to say, “But OO is cheaper” or “Why not use XX”? Get the frack off my blog. It was my birthday and it’s the one day of the year I can turn a deaf ear to you “save junkies”. I’m taking the N700 shinkansen.

So back to Barbara. Barbara is my sassy Canadian friend. She does not put up with shit, she tells it like it is, and yet she can squeal about Sailor Moon like the best of us. Did I forget to mention that she’s super smart, working on her second Masters degree, taught herself Japanese and won a scholarship that allows her to study in Osaka University? Why this girl is still single without every Japanophile crawling at her feet and at her mercy is beyond me. Then again, she may have threatened them.

Or she may have punched them in the balls.

Some of you may be oh-humming the idea of Osaka. You can also get the frack off my blog because, clearly, we will never be friends on this basis alone. I lived in Osaka for a semester back in 2007. The next few following posts will not be showcasing the Osaka castle, Dotonburi, Umeda, etc., even though they will be there. Osaka is about an attitude and if I am anything, I am an attitude. Oh, and nonfat lattés. Oh, and food.

I think I also failed to mention that my friend Nadia. She and her friend Charmie both met up with me in Osaka. These girls are superwomen in their own right. They are geek chic — complete gamer girls with gaming degrees from Vancouver Film School — whose dual cuteness attracts entire swarms of hosts and bartenders with bar tabs and scandals that follow.

Anyway, here’s a small video showcasing my friend Nadia. I hope this post served as an appetizer because this post is just the tip of the iceberg.