Back in the Mix.

Being back in Japan sucks. I knew it was going to, and I tried to put into place various resources of patience and philosophy. All of which were exhausted the moment we got off the plane in Tokyo only to be put through a security screen involving every single measure we went through before we got onto the plane in LAX. Where the fuck were we supposed to get guns and bombs in mid air? I almost lost my shit, and left no one in doubt how idiotic and futile and illogical [I thought] it was to put all our shit through x-ray and walk through a metal detector after I had just gotten off a fucking plane.

Welcome home.

There's so much more, but I am tired, and you've heard it all before.

I did learn that the kind of stupidity that exists here in Japan exists also in America. Hmmmm.