| Current mood: |  sleepy |
| Current music: | Sounds of alien weaponry and "Jimmy, nooooooooo!" |
Random dip into surreality.
Big news, everyone!
My dear, dear friend, the Karaoke Oniisan, is back! "What?" you say. "But I didn't even know he went anywhere!" Since the last (and only other) time I talked about him, I hadn't seen him at the Karaoke Kan for the last five months or so. But I saw him yesterday (Thursday) when I happened to go into Karaoke Kan for a two-and-a-half hour solo singing spree. I had just been thinking on the way there how karaoke just wasn't as fun without the Karaoke Oniisan there to smile at me and greet me. I really missed him every time I didn't see him on trips to the Karaoke Kan. It was like with my friend there, I could sing happily, knowing that there was a nice person working hard on the other side of the door.
Anyway, I hadn't seen him since February. I had to come to grips with the fact that he'd probably stopped working there since I didn't see him the next five times I went over the series of a few weeks. My sister Sayuri assumed that he'd quit. ;_; But he was there today and I was so happy!! I couldn't stop grinning. He looked good. And happy. Maybe his face was a little thinner than I remembered, but his voice was the same. And he remembered me! When I finished my session, he checked me out at the register. That would have been the opportune time to say some of the things that had been going through my head since I first saw him again: like, "Where have you been?" and "I missed you!" and "I'm glad I got to see you today. You look good." But I shamefully said nothing. Even our conversation was limited to the standard customer/employee fare: "Wait just a little longer, please."/"Please come again." But I felt like those words had some kind of hidden meaning. I know my responses of "Yes" and "Thank you" sure did. Dang it! I chastised myself as I left the building and headed back to my host family's. I'm gonna try and go again on Saturday to see if he's there again, and if he is, I'm gonna ask him where he was and how he's doing. Maybe I should even ask him for his name. I think I want to be his friend. Karaoke no Oniisan makes me too happy not to want to talk to him about subjects other than business.
All right. I'm off to shower and get ready for bed. My host mom and dad are watching Independence Day, and I'm trying to get in my PJs before Will kicks the first alien's ass. (Oops. I lost.) Ta-ta!
Saturday update: I went back to Karaoke Kan like I promised myself I would before I go back home on Sunday, and he wasn't there. :( (Needless to say, I did not sing my best. lol) But I tried to describe him to one of the workers ("A boy about yea-high, with somewhat neck-length hair who's always smiling; he's been here since it first opened last November."), and she thinks that he might be "Hayashi-san", who usually works on Wednesdays and Thursdays. She asked could I come in on a Wednesday or a Thursday, but I said I couldn't since I lived far off in Kure's boonies. But I'll try to come back on a Wednesday or Thursday when we get off on one of those days. I think the next time will be for Thanksgiving in November. I'm just glad that he still works there. It must have been because I always went to karaoke on the weekends. That's how I kept missing him.
But he lives! And life is good.
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