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Age: 22
Sex: Female
Location: Southern California - don't laugh, it's a great place to live (smog, fires, floods, landslides, riots, insane celebrity court cases, high gas prices and earthquakes aside).
Quote: "Tea-and-cake or death! Tea-and-cake or death! Little Red Cookbook, Little Red Cookbook...!" - Eddie Izzard


I take offence at your constant sterotyping of Americans as dumb and-- oh what the feck, it's funny because it's true.

I've never been to Europe (where the history comes from) but my mom has and she says it's AMAZING. The only problem is that I'd be in constant fear of doing/saying a dumb American tourist thing which is why I'd try to pass as a Japanese tourist: "Iie, Eigo denai! No s'pikuru Iingurishu! Ai amu furomu Jappon!" and five seconds later in American English: "Ooh, it's that Mona Lisa painting from the Da Vinci Code!" -_-;

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» Accidentally Erotic

Accidentally
Well there was this one time my dad mistook me for my mom in the dark when I was asleep on the couch... I had no idea they were still like that towards each other (mindbleach, por favor)!!!
(Mon 6th Feb 2006, 9:48, More)

» Putting the Fun in Funeral

Everlong
A friend of mine told me this:

His friend had inhospitably died at a young age. They had been in a band together and had recorded a bit of music. At the funeral his parents announced that they had found a song that their son had made on his computer. The song comes on:

...And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again

The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang...


What the parents had found was the acoustic version of a Foo Fighters song that they had somehow mistaken for one of their son's songs ("He was NEVER that good," says my friend).

So there are his all mates, silently pissing themselves with laughter as everyone else tears up at the idea that this brillient young songwriter's life is now gone forever.

My friend says his mate's life had always been comically tragic / tragically comic that way.
(Sat 13th May 2006, 4:24, More)

» Stupid Tourists

A Californian in Kyoto
Last year I was in Kyoto with a very large group, almost 40+ teens and parents. During that time we were all given bus passes and traveled en masse that way. I don't even use the bus at home so this was a bit nerve-wracking for me.

Now, the thing about bus (and train) passes in Japan is that they're scanned when you get on and off, so I panicked when I couldn't locate my pass (I found it at the bottom of my bag several hours later). The other kids suggested that I just slip off the bus with them, but I hate feeling guilty so I was rather hesitant.

The bus stopped and just as I was about to sneak off I noticed that the bus accepted change! The fact that you could pay for your fare with cash had completely eluded me for the past 3 days! I paid at the next stop (about a block away) and walked back to my group, who were wondering what was wrong with me.

The saddest thing about all this was that in this group I was the oldest person who wasn't a parent and this was my 3rd trip to Kyoto, although in my defense I've never used the bus before.

I swear, if I ever go to England and Europe "where the history comes from" I'll just keep my mouth shut unless absolutely necessary - that's how much these "Stupid 'mer'kins" stories frighten me... I may not be white, fat, from a "red state" and completely ignorant (I know the Revolutionary War was fought between the 13 Colonies and the British, not Germany, Japan, Korea, or Russia) but I'm still an American - worse, a Southern Californian - and therefore utterly hopeless. History Channel save me!
(Sun 10th Jul 2005, 3:48, More)

» In the Army Now - The joy of the Armed Forces

Not much to say
I've mentioned these stories before, but they're topic-appropriate so here they are again.

My grand-uncles (my dad's mom's brothers) were both in the army during WW2, although there probably was some conflict since one was in the Japanese army - he had gotten drafted because he had to get Japanese citizenship in order to become a sumo wrestler (seriously) - while the other fought for the US (in Italy, thank goodness). I think there's a movie, or at least a History Channel special in this story...

My dad and one of his friends were both drafted into the army in the 60s (they'd gone to college to avoid the draft but graduated just in time to join). They spent that time defending Texas from the Viet Cong and honing their typing skills. Dad managed to "borrow" an extra army jacket to take home by claiming he'd lost the first one. I can only imagine what other mischief he had gotten into...
(Fri 24th Mar 2006, 3:33, More)

» Airport Stories

Just 2 quick ones
1. I got Paula Abdul's autograph at Honolulu Int'l airport - this was when she was famous for being a singer, not an American Idiot Idol judge so that was a loooong time ago.

2. My dad consistantly gets stopped at the security gates after 9/11. I guess he shouldn't wear a black hat, dark sunglasses, black shirt, black pants, black shoes, big black puffy jacket, black "fanny pack" with nail clippers inside to airports anymore.
(Mon 6th Mar 2006, 5:56, More)
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