That time I was questioned by the Japanese police part 3

This is the part 3 and the final installation of my eventful visit to the police station. You can read the proper posts on my site (somewhere). Me: [proceeding to use my phone] P1: Please do not turn on your phone. Me: I don't remember the time - if you want to know the exact…

That time I was questioned by the Japanese police part 1

I think all my close friends know three things about me - one, I can digress. Case in point, one time I was talking to my boss during a faculty meeting and I don't exactly remember how but I managed to bring in eating little chocolate pillows for breakfast which put the conversation to a…

Nagasaki Update: I’m a typhoon survivor

As if this whole year so far hasn't been a fucking horror show, a giant typhoon decided to make an appearance in it. If this was a novel or something, this is about the time the readers would begin to question if they should continue reading the said book.  On Friday the 4th, while D…

Nagasaki Update: What a week

This week was very happening. It's just how life is I guess - I was feeling rather down and unaccomplished as I do every month without fail, and then the universe is like, no way mate, we're going to throw random issues at you and light a fire under your bum. It's a new week…

Office Shenanigans

It's midday madness time in the office. Oil forming on the brows, fingers banging on keyboards with fury, and minds falling apart and someone singing the milkshake song out loud, someone grinding his or her teeth, someone with headphones plugged in in a desperate attempt to escape the madness. Our office reminds me of the…