October 2010
Japanese stuff just sucks when you’re up close, seriously.
All the cute fashion is a dime a dozen, the edgy fashion is sleazy as fuck and way too close to the sex industry, lolitas and v-kei people are awkward and nerdy, cute food doesn’t even taste that great because Japanese butter is fucked up, nobody actually does deco-den, everyone is racist, everyone is sexist (I don’t think you people realize how shitty women have it here,) service people and workers are only cute and nice to you because they have to and won’t actually talk to you if it’s not in their handbook, girls are rude and bitchy, if you talk to boys they think you want them, and drunk salarymen are only funny when they’re not 5 inches away from you asking “gaijin-sama” to dinner.
This is like if you spent the entirety of lower and middle school trying to make friends with this cool group of people and then in high school you get your boobs and you finally get in with them but they end up being lame as fuck and do the same thing every weekend and like terrible music.
The only thing that I haven’t grown completely irritated with is the old stuff. Shintoism, kimono, shrines, kabuki, matsuri, hanga. Bob says my art style has even changed to be less Japanese. I’m so disenchanted with Japan that it’s affecting my subconscious too.
Actually nevermind DDR is still fun.
I don’t care if they’re illegal in California we’re going to have a hedgehog someday and it doesn’t matter what you say there’s nothing you can do to change my mind.