i have fixed my watch
my watch was having some downtime, dead battery. it was dead for pretty much the duration of the summer. it was good i didn't have anything on my right hand wrist, because i take it off when working anyway. it was bad i had to keep referring to the clock on my mobile phone, which in upright position, is located in the trouser button on my left bum. since summer activities contained many concert locations, some under stress and work, i kept flinging my poor little phone into my tour case. now it has a sizable scratch on the screen and i can't instantly tell what time it is.
upon my lunch with eric today, i noticed he had this nokia phone that i had never seen in japan. turns out it's his british phone, but they work now, due to the 3g system. finally, i see a little light in telecommunications, if i spend a sizable amount of $$$ on an unlocked 3G/GSM phone, i would be able to use it pretty much in most places, around the world. i won't have to have two sets of phone numbers, one for japan, one for row.
in a recent phone downside, my isp have cancelled their international ip phone system. maybe i was the only one using it. it was very useful, all i needed to know were the access number from each country i went (all freephone numbers), my account number and password. with this set of info, i could phone internationally for cheap.
there was a downside to this obviously, especially when hanging out with people of the rockstar variety. they would call "home" often using my mobile, when on the move, bullet train, vans, busses, cabs, etc, sometimes for more than 30 mins. one bloke wrote down the settings and used it to "et call home" for a couple of hours. i only find out these things when the bill is sent, and by then, said blokes have split. now, having bands to pay up incidentals from a distant country in the orient is said to be practically impossible.
i guess i will have to resort to using phone cards like the rest of the world, i have skype, but it is pretty whack.
an american friend of mine emailed saying she moved to england, good for her, she seems happier there. very intelligent person and exchanging email with her tends to ignite thought i usually do not ponder. then my lunch with eric, who is another creative soul, triggers more. i have probably been sulking too much again, self pity shite.
i will excuse myself in saying that it is my typical cancerian behaviour that is causing me to do so. however, that is my problem, not the world's. i am a part of the world and not the other way round, so if i want to survive, i need to blend action and thought in a productive ratio.